Rants from the Crib

An Ob/Gyn gone mad

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depression places

me in a foxhole


to lift my head

i am dug in

i lack the strength

to dig me

out of a dark grave made

just for me

i cannot move or breathe

it all seems too

much trouble

to take my eyes away

from the wall

at my feet

and tomorrow will

be the same

the same

the same

the same

the same


The Doctor’s Lament

Oh, sad the plight of the doctor today

Her life is a scheduling mistake.

All of her patients have something to say

About appointments her clinic will make.

The truth of the matter is she doesn’t have a say

In the way her schedule will go.

Multiple patients are scheduled today

And she prays that some will no show.

She has no input into her list

In truth, she merely works here.

And considering how many butts she has kissed,

Her daily influence is mere.

So pity your local doc on the go

And blame her lateness no more

She is but a cog in the show

And she is weary unto the core.

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