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Thermostat
JAMA. 2008;299(16):1878.
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Everything is nervous here, vibrating to the hum of air conditioning. Outside, the palms are never still. Inside, palms sweat in high anxiety. Even the indifferent chameleon sunning on the hot veranda blows his red sac as a warning.
On the Gulf a tropical depression brews a hurricane. Depression in this place is deeper still, this space where hopes die, wishes fail, silent waiting ends as the next white-coated person speaks of trying everything.
And the coldness that comes then makes the heat of anger welcome, like the coming storm.
Robert L. Jones
Kemah, Texas
Poetry and Medicine Section Editor: Charlene Breedlove, Associate Editor. Poems may be submitted to jamapoems@jama-archives.org.
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