Monday 30 November 2020

30th November 2020

 



November drear
and bone-numbingly damp
rotting beanpoles

© Rachel Green November 2020

waiting, waiting
seventy four dialling attempts
to get through to the doctors;
three minutes of pre-recorded messages
before I enter the queue.
My prescriptions are on hold
until I've had a review.
but I had an annual review
only two months ago
when my meds were put on hold
and now again?
Oh, come on,
will my level of general crazy
have gone down in eight weeks?
or are you hoping I give up
and crawl off to die?
Another COVID statistic
without catching the virus?

© Rachel Green November 2020

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