Cancer

the buildings were antiseptic as hospitals should be but also inform tall box-like structures set off from the avenue overlooking the river and the drive emitting the atonal energy of high tech

here the clinicians worked in careful professional methods science and professionalism permeating the hallways otherwise factories of bodies and diseases the surgeons and internists nurses and technicians worked with deliberate speed

fearsome illnesses spread through tissues and even the most modern of technologies and the most skilled of minds were helpless

death came in regular fashion there were no exceptions physicians could not heal what refused to

the machines worked with rapidity lasers and software illuminated the body but sickness carried in the cells did not succumb

and the patient helpless, afraid of death shivered at night in terror fear wrapped around her froze her in time and gripping the ends of her mind threw her into oblivion

the hospital lost unknowingly being only an institution, an abstraction unaware of it or similar fates