Doctor

Don’t dance in white; you’re so dysfunctional here
Just wait in time, in line; I’ll look for you
Room after tired room, the gloom so empty and gray
The lights aren’t bright, but they’re showing you off
The floor waxed tight, my shoes can’t breathe
Lying in the wake of a wake room, but you’re not waking
Your eyelids lightly lie over you, my brown pool
I was in the mood to swim in comfort
Found the one with the broken face
No it wasn’t you, I sighed knowing I’ll laugh tomorrow
He’s looking down at me with a trained composer
Not a total sign of bad news, but he’s hoping
I know you’ll be fine

Just make sure you tell him where he is
What your name is so he can laugh too
Skin heals, but memories, don’t ruin for him
Fear is what we never fear
I wished I held your hand that day
I wished I saw the nurse’s face
Her reaction might have been as good as any