Thought

Each test well-ordered.
Invading scanners aimed
With with careful skill:
Blood and dye; flesh turned beacon
Narrowcasting to the expert eye.

Each word well-reasoned,
With kindness seasoned or not,
As is the giver’s wont. Spoken
Quietly in the dark, or with ringing
Magnet, hammer, tremor, spark.

A draught, a bolus, another prick
Adding or drawing. A cocktail
Of a nature unsought. Panel,
Figure, score; abnormal: out of range.
White council, gathered as for war.

Each diagnosis,
Each trial,
Each guess,
Each given drop
Another thread high-arcing,
Settling. Tightening.
Singly, soft and light:
Bearable. But:

Together, as I am aground,
Leaving me
Gulliver, helpless bound.

— Frenulum