Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Monday, 17 November 2025

I have a new doctor.

Who types with one finger
not two, just one finger.
His skin has the beautiful hue
of dark chocolate.
He is even less competent
than the last one, but his radiant smile
(as much as the drugs he signs off on)
keeps me bright and buoyant* –
at least for a while.

                             *Jung's Puer Æternus ?


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