We’d Appreciate a Few Moments of Your Time By Skaja Evens

I received a survey from the hospital

Where I’d been taken for observation

Over my comments during a bout of depression

And some ideation if I’m completely honest about it

Which was fleeting anyway

As I read that letter, I wondered 

For what purpose could an honest response be of use?

Do people even fill them out, much less return them?

The survey asked my opinion about my level of care

During the few hours I spent explaining

That ideation didn’t automagically mean completion

Somehow they were convinced, not by my words

But those of a stranger in New York

And let me walk home, alone, in the middle of the night

Apparently a threat to no one, much less myself

I learned that night words matter, especially when 

you’re morbid

Skaja Evens is a Best of the Net-nominated writer living in SE Virginia. Her work has appeared in Medusa's Kitchen, The Rye Whiskey Review, Synchronized Chaos, Mad Swirl, Spillwords Press, Ink Pantry, Blue Pepper, among others. Her first book, conscientia veritatis, from Whiskey City Press, is available on Amazon.

https://www.amazon.com/conscientia-veritatis-Skaja-Evens/dp/B0CZTRN7ZP