Call the Doctor
“Call the doctor,” they said
“It will be fine,” they said
Talking
On the phone
One ring, two rings
Heart racing
I’ve rehearsed what to say
I know it by heart
And then
A voice
She talks
I talk
And then
It’s over
Appointment scheduled
That’s it?
Hey, I did it
I adulted
And I didn’t die
Look at me go
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This poem is about:
Me