The Jasmine’s In Bloom

I want to explain all of this to the doctor at the sandwich shop. Mostly, I want to tell him about the ICU, which, sure, is cold and alien like everyone says, but I want to tell him that I found the beeps and hisses wonderful; that I liked the lines and tubes that ran into, and out of, Bill’s body; and that workbench of a bed; and the doctors conferring in a complex language that I don’t speak, that must have been hard to learn.