Rural medical centre: A Poem

i.

short drive

a vacant parking space

right out the front

ii.

front desk

the receptionist

greets me by name

iii.

waiting room

familiar faces

on & off screen

iv.

consulting room

the doc

recalls my history

v.

front desk

the receptionist

makes my Medicare claim

vi.

collection room

the phlebotomist

cracks jokes mid-draw

vii.

the dispensary

a pharmacist

comes down

to speak

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