Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
you’re tired. Every atom in you
has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes…
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Albert Goldbarth, anthropomorphization, imagery, sleep, whimsy
When not enough folks were getting sick
A starving young physician tried to better his position
By discovering what made his patients tick.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: Freud, Harry Belafonte, health and medicine, humorous poems, song lyrics