I wrote this as I stood in the corner of the radiology unit at the medical center... Feeling very bored and pretty
Ignored.
Because everyone knows it's impossible to feel pretty in scrubs.
The entire unit was lit brightly with fluorescent lights except for the one square where I stood.
Isolated, I was in a reverse spotlight.
Just a student, staring at the pale wooden floorboards and the dull gray walls, the color of the inside of my skull.
Posters about strokes and bones and surveys and kidney stones? Maybe not the last one but they littered the walls, crooked and held up by just one pin, hanging on for dear life.
Just like my sanity as I stared at the hundred clocks that lined the the wall perpendicular to the ceiling.
My eyes dashed from one clock to the next as the radiology tech stared at me: kind of offended as he pursed his gigantic lips that sat above his scruffy gray goatee.
The thud of a book woke me from stupor, my daydreaming of rainbows and anything but graveyards.
A giant textbook of bones.
"This is really interesting, take a look while you're standing there," they said.
I gulped, my throat dry. One more hour.
I flipped through the pages. Spinal cord, cranium, mandible??
Is it even legal to be this bored?
I paced back and forth, suddenly mesmerized by hand sanitizer. I pumped the bottle lathering my hands, scrubbing the ink from my previous class away.
The awkward radiology student walked passed me uttering a sheepish excuse me as he stared at the ground.
Yes! A poem. Let me write a poem in my head and jot it down when I get back because God forbid I pull out my phone.
I mean I read those "no recording devices" signs about a million times.
No cameras, no phones
Just a graveyard of bones.
Chernobyl territory, except the radiation is contained.
My life a misery, me moping as there are fifteen minutes left.
The light above me flickered before turning back off.
I looked at the clock
"ITS TIME TO GO!" I yelled.
The man looked up at me distaste on his face.
"So are you looking into radiology?"
yes, that sounds like just the right place.