the cure

you are not apt to say when you will be cured Mister V.
but anyway how are you doing today ?
Dear Doc, you should tell it to me yourself, after all, you are the specialist !



Poetry by Albert Vynckier The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2026-08-10 at 11:49

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
This is a sharp little exchange. The back and forth between Mister V and the doctor has a dry, almost absurd humor, and the patient's final deflection is both funny and a little pointed. It captures the frustration of being asked how you feel by the person who is supposed to know. The piece is more sketch than poem though. It sets up the dynamic and ends without letting the tension breathe. A little more silence between the lines, or one extra beat after the patient's reply, would give the irony more room to land. Still, the wit is there.
2026-08-25


arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
Haha! Who's the specialist now? 🤩🙏🕊️
2026-08-11