poem

 Patient List

I make a new list every morning

It tells me where my patients are

I check the films and labs

And then go see them, one by one,

Starting on the top floor

And working my way down.

Then I make a list in my head

Of everything they all need.

There’s a list for the sickest patients

And another for those

Who seem to be getting better.

I’m in the room of the one 

Whose status is yet to be determined.

There is also a list only I can see.

Every time I check it

Another name is missing.

10/19/25