"How're ye doin' honey?

I got here as soon as I could."

    He's all strapped up,

    tubes like spaghetti,

    leg in a splint. 

 

"I'm doin' jus' fine, i'm OK you know. "

    Multiple fractures,

    bed curtains fastracking, 

    stethoscopes wagging,

    emergency vehicles

    not long from the scene. 

 

"How'd it happen, what's the news?"

 

"Well, he came outta nowhere,

I never saw nuttin',

but things are OK,

don't fret honey, 

i'll be out in a day."

 

"I don't think I can tell junior yet awhile,

i'll tell him you've stayed over at the office,

you know how he plays up, gets upset....."

 

    Music fades in - camera pans out,

    the credits roll up.

    It's one of those endings;

    no surprises, he died at the start.

    Sorta weepy,

    but back then in the fifties that was cinema art.