poem

 Triage This one has already diedThis one won ’t survive the nightThis one needs a blanketThis one is just sadThis one is fineThis one will liveThis one looks okBut is torn to shreds insideThis one could use a breath mintA change of clothes This one needs a long hot showerSomeone to bring him an extra pillow This one it ’s probably too lateThis one lost me when I tried to look into her eyes This one tries to drown you in her eyes This one needs an IVThis one just needs heldThis one could use a calculus refresherThis one just needs the right book at the right time This one needs a mirrorThat one is the reflectionGet this one to the ORThat one to a nunneryThis one to the dispensaryThat one to the train stationOne way tickets to the otherSide of the world This one was supposed to be me This one is actually me As for the rest I just don ’t knowLet someone else decide3/22/23

Source: Buckeye Surgeon - March 22, 2023 Category: Surgery Authors: Jeffrey Parks MD FACS Source Type: blogs