Mr Doctor Man

He scribbles on his
Board - doodling no doubt, his
Mind on other things:

His family, say,
A wife that doesn't love him
Anymore. Bigger

Problems than mine. His
Eye-contact is good; he has
A gift for putting

Patients at ease. But
Not for what I want from him:
Sleep, please; something quick:

A pill to swallow
That removes all this sorrow '
That puts me under

And never lets up.