Could be verse: poetry ripped from the headlines
Lines upon reading about the anesthesiologist at Brigham and Women’s Hospital who was suspended for falling asleep during an operation
Count down from 10 — let fall those heavy lids
And seal your eye with slumber. Where you go,
I follow: I, unconscious in my scrubs,
A sleeping anesthesiologist.
No peevish monitor can keep me from
My dark appointment in the halls of Nod.
Yes, I have many promises to keep
But luckily for me, I am asleep.
: Lifestyle Features
, Brigham and Women's Hospital