Ryan Tyler Poet Etheree

Taking Over the Scene

Sigh.
Not good.
It's your job.
He's bleeding, dude.
Do something for him!
My patient, and he's fine.
Your patient, and he's dyin'.
Why don't you care anymore, man!?!
You ever care?! Just want the t-shirt!?
Come on my scene again, you're the one hurt...

-Angel Fatale-
-ode to intern 1

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Steven Henderson February 5, 2016 at 7:51 AM May you find peace and be blessed my friend. Steven Henderson February 5, 2016 at 11:11 AM As do I! Ryan Tyler February 5, 2016 at 11:02 AM I hope my intern finds peace after that loss of life. I wrote what I was hearing underneath all his frustration. It's good to clean the soul after these calls. I write. I hope he finds his outlet.