Without warning <br />starlings fly out <br />of opened cranium <br />spattering doctors with blood. <br />Startled, they stop talking <br />about stock options & golf <br />& decide to close: <br />cementing bone, <br />folding scalp back, <br />calling for sutures & sponges; <br />forgetting to make <br />passes at nurses <br />who dutifully swab <br />bloodspeckled, sweating brows. <br /> <br />Later, as they change out of scrubs <br />nurses will talk about <br />what pigs doctors are <br />& what if their wives knew <br />& whose boyfriend <br />has the biggest cock <br />& whose kids are doing drugs. <br /> <br />Meantime: <br />Patient - Frankenstein's monster - <br />scalp stitched, wounds still oozing <br />lies comatose in recovery <br />dreaming of chainsaws & cannot <br />escape a thund'rous explosion of wings. <br /> <br />(Copyright 1/20/2005)<br /><br />Hugh Cobb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-anomalous-surgery/
