The Last Appointment

The Last Appointment

by Elizabeth Challinor

He put down his pen

Took a sip of water

Looked her kindly in the eyes

And smiled

All I will prescribe

Is for you to go out there

And do something

Manifestly insane

You are not allowed to care

If people stare

And you must refrain

From justifying it

To anyone

Even to yourself

But you've just justified it for me

She complained

He scratched his head

And picked up his pen

She reached out for the glass of water

And threw it in his face

Elizabeth Challinor