ASK THE DOCTOR

Oh to be in all, or one of the suits,
of a deck of playing cards doctor
and to stop praying to the mute god
of the ever counted chicken.

Woke to one of those rendings of the heart
which follow great expenditure,
then, needing things to be more exacting,
I took to the golden streets of Liverpool
and wandered, useless as a poet.
Do you think I should try to be
a shade more avid doctor?