gynecologists office
30th floor of a modern building
downtown
/ a room with a view /
city at my feet the doctor
inserts
the speculum
the better to see me with
/ here we go /
3 ratchet grinds & he
pries me open
the better to see me
with two fingers he tips my womb
feels my ovaries one
hand on my belly
exert pressure within-
without
& the thin drape between my knees
is a curtain about to fall--
i shut my eyes
twist my head
/ condensation tears on the window pane /
but there is no
turning away from metal in flesh
stainless steel probing &
the spectators gaze
/ i am a room with a view /
/ all the better to see you with my dear /
doctor scrapes cells while
the city
/ here we go /
/ wider please /
peers over his
shoulder
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