Rapport

A doctor interviews you first and stills his interviewer's thirst. He thinks he understands you well you think he hears what you do tell the doctor thinks you know that he can cure diseases to a T, you think the doctor thinks he can cure illnesses in every man. But if the doctor fails to see the cause of all your misery he leads you on so you believe that he will give you a reprieve, he does surmise that you accept that doctors never are inept. And you, if you are pretty sure that it is death you may endure you lead the doctor to lay claim to being victor of this game. In time, and just before you die you ask yourself the question 'WHY' but then you think about your doc who stand with you, a solid rock and both of you then ascertain rapport itself can be quite vain. For Rachel and all her doctors.