Doctor's Office

Sitting in the doctor's office all alone
Mind jumping back and fourth
Wondering what's wrong.

Friendly faces all oblique
Though the same – all unique.

Name called – heart skips a beat
Scrambling for belongings
Before standing upon two feet.

All eyes focused - keep mind at ease
Breath in breath out – oh no! - a sneeze

Follow the name caller- through the open door
Take step up and then down
Then hear blah blah blah… thirty four

High upon the cold table quietly sit and wait
Door opens door closes curtain drawn
Smiling doctor says – you have a clean slate.

02/04/2004

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