It’s all in your head.
A ten minute slot
Is all you’ve got.
Need my checks, feeling week
How’s Thursday, this time next week?
And they tell you it’s all in your head
Just take your meds.
You’re the third call in the queue
But when you get through
Do you really get through?
And they tell you
It’s all in your head
Just take your meds.
Full waiting room
Gloom and Doom.
Worst winter ever
But no-one lives forever.
And they tell you
It’s all in your head
Just take your meds.
Out of hours, call 999
Why did you phone-you look just fine.
All you want is a face that’s kind
But still they tell you
It’s all in your mind.
RIP NHS Born 1948
A tragic fate
Once found, now lost
Far, far too late.
© Katy Konrad
Katy Konrad lives in the North West. She has performed at Callander Poetry Festival in Scotland twice. Her poem ‘Totality’ was published by Silver Birch Press in 2017.
