![]() intensive residentA Poem by knightcallmy legs are heavy tired sixty mile commute interrupted by a man standing in the street and another man with him waving everyone over giving everyone tickets what can i do to convince the man that 27.5 hours is enough
the secretary er administrative assistant corners me questions me about scholarship money what clothes i wear at the same time not so subtly initimating my awards need to go home the irony being she awarded them another attempt to make herself feel important like making people enter the office through the closet so not to interrupt her quiet time her cell phone television programs and Ipod
i gamble with the night do i want trauma do i want long drawn out demises they could get me home early instead of 32.5 hours straight
copious amounts of Mountain Dew keep me upright but does anyone see the irony of a man dedicated to serving the injured driving home behind the wheel after being 32.5 hours on the clock
what does sleep deprivation do for my career other than jeopardize it on the way home © 2011 knightcallReviews
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4 Reviews Added on June 7, 2011 Last Updated on June 7, 2011 Author![]() knightcallShawnee Mission, KSAboutA trauma chaplain at an inner city hospital. Formerly a sportswriter, a native of Chicago. Now living in the Heartland. more..Writing
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