Waiting
Sitting
Legs crossed
Legs uncrossed
Elbows on knees
Trying to stay awake
My name is called
I follow to the chair
Beside his bed
He's snoring
And snoring
He stirs... Machine beeps
Nurse says lay flat
Checks vitals
He starts talking
"Drunk" as can be
He's funny and witty
I laugh and relax
No more waiting
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