This round of testing
is like hazing.
The medical professionals
churn and turn you around
with words like benign and papilloma,
the narration of a story we've all heard before.
There is no good ending for the yokel daft enough
to believe they have come to this medical mecca
for healing.
The oration of each practitioner
uses postures and procedures
that dwell in the obscene.
In the beginning all I want are answers.
By the time I leave, all I want is my life
to be in the same simple body
I will eventually leave behind.
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