
Cardiotocography
In triage your heart rate is measured: clop clop of a small horse in an unbroken field. The shhh of wind is your body turning, low in the belly and transverse facing away from light. We are like this for an hour, abdomen slick with gel, heartbeat a slow long gallop, the monitor arcuated— white chalky cliffs, tapers of bared trees holding up the sky.