The World Needs Nurses.

This is a road trip with your usual genre elements
Including the finale with a car chase and a bitter sweet fender bending,
Including the love scene in the middle of the disaster,
The talking empire blues in the background,
feeling dreams drifting away from the surveillance machine.

Sitting with her nurse feet feeling relief in a stream outside a sealed off fortresss , closing eyes and recoloring consciousness.
The attacks of paranoia made manifest in the hospital forgotten for the moment ,
For a moment physiology and anatomy not needy; taking it easy displacing the thoughts of diseases she'd try to heal and deal with during her 12 hour shifts.

If they bomb Iran the nurses will be run off their feet,
the doctors groans will compete with the disembowled
and the mad memes will come home to roost.
And that night Dick Cheney will once again grind his teeth.

If they bomb Iran it'll be hard to get a day to just veg.
Oil will go up.
The nuts will get nuttier.
And that night Dick Cheney will once again count his little white lies to get to sleep.

Sitting and letting the sun scan the landscapes.
Reflections off the water blinding her to the dealing with death machinery on her ward.