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

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