The Doctor's Waiting Room

The Doctor’s Waiting Room

An aged
Woman arrives.
She walks
With an
Exaggerated
Stoop forward,
The tip of
Her nose
Far
In front
Of her
Following
Curved
Backbone.
Her thin
Neck is
Nearly
Horizontal,
All flesh
Fallen away
From the
Bone.
She is
Assisted
By a
Young man,
A relation,
It seems.
They sit
And he
Fills out the
Required
Form.
Has she
Been dizzy,
Does she
Feel safe
At home,
Has she
Had thoughts
Of suicide?
She looks
At him,
Amused,
And laughs.
I pretend
To pay
No 
Attention
And wait
My turn,
Knowing
That soon
Enough,
I will
Be
Next.