Appointment

Appointment

The 
Nurse
Has
A 
Few
Questions,
To
Give
The
Doctor
Directions.
“Do
You
Feel
Safe
At
Home?”
She 
Asks.
I live
Alone,
Still,
To
Answer
Is
A
Task.
I don’t
Feel
Safe
Anywhere,
But
I can’t
Share
That
Existential
Fact,
It’s
Not
How
I’m
Supposed
To
Act.
“Do
You
Have
Thoughts
Of
Suicide?”
Of
Course
I do.
When
Will
My
Life
Fall
Through,
And
Accounts
I cannot
Pay
Fall
Due?
Will
I be
Destitute
In
Every
Way?
Perhaps,
I may 
Hurry
That
Final
Day
And
Thereby
Be
Done,
With
No
One
To
Weep,
If
I choose
That
Final
Sleep.
So
I say,
“No,
No”,
A
White
Lie,
And
We
All
Know
Why.
She
Has
No
More
Right
To
Inquire
Than 
I do
To
Voluntarily
Expire.