Day 4 in Hospital
With a needle inserted in my muscle, "Contract" and "Relax."
Over and over again.
On contracting and on relaxing, streaks of lighting
Ran up and down on the monitor
with thundering noise, just like lighting.
Are these the signals the muscles sending out?
Fervent and a life force in itself.
The pain was excruciating
One of the worst for medical examinations
I think.
Without an anesthetic, a needle is inserted deep in the musles
And then, they are forced to contract.
What a cruel examination
And what a cruel ailment which necessiates such a cruel examination.
The needle was inserted in my arms, in my back, and then in my neck.
Witch hunt of Salem I imagined on the exam table.
Poem by Maria Franki
Edited and translated by J. Ujiie
copyright 2011
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