Dreams of Minor Surgery (2000)
Recovering from same. Blogging will probably be image-heavy and minimalistic until the body begins to heal and the brain starts to clear.
On the bright side, this will give me a chance to post some different images -- like those I have no idea how to explain or annotate.
Whose feet are these? ColderThan a snow rose, they shudderPoking out from the sheet, milesAway, stork stalks rooting for smilesAmong nurses who hover and pinchIncandescent above the gurney's winch.If only you could reach the toes,But where they floated off, no one knows,And now one side, and now upon the other,The body, objectified, slumps -- a bother --Till slowly feeling seeps back, and with it painReturns you to a human once again.Dr. Mike
Nice imagery -- especially your observations on the objectified body. Odd how even one's organs "sleep" under anesthesia and then slowly reawaken. And, yes, the return of pain is the perpetual reminder that one is human.Hasn't it always been so?
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