You are new.
I dress
Slowly
Under watchful eyes
I don my armour.
Walking in,
We meet.
Your presence crawls
I feel it
My patient is sick.
You are an enemy.
A new one
A snake coiled
I keep you at bay
Knowing your danger.
I sense it
The spectre
Lost, in the wrong host
Searching
Taking life
I challenge you, breathless.
Darkness
Illness
Novelty
Pandemic
My patient’s eyes
Search me.
“Will I survive”
They say.
I don’t know.
Slowly, carefully,
I wash my gloves
Strip off the protection
Gloves
Wash
Gown
Wash
Hat
Face shield
Wash
Leave the room
Antechamber
Wash
Remove one band of the mask
Pull down
Remove the other
Hold straight
Don’t shake
Drop into trash
Wash
Wash
Wash
Exit
Wash again
Breathe
Move on.