Books Reviews

Poem: Doctor

By: Ryan Quinn Flanagan


The doctor had been bored since medical school.
Then there was his residency and placement.
Now he was a full-fledged doctor and more bored than ever.
Writing scripts and setting bones.
Living off cafeteria food.
Always one to take the initiative, the doctor
decided to increase his scope of practice.
He bought a deer rifle and 6 boxes of ammunition
and found a window with a view.
Then he aimed the rifle at random people
in the street
and once they went down
he ran over to help them,
telling everyone to step aside,
that he was doctor.


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