An Operation

Awake but not aware

Awake but not aware it is only ripples I feel

Awake but not aware it is only ripples I feel one here,

Awake but not aware it is only ripples I feel one here, perhaps another there

Awake but not aware it is only ripples I feel one here, perhaps another there never fully aware

hands buried deep, now painted strawberry red,

hands buried deep, now painted strawberry red, wield that blade, that instrument of precision

hands buried deep, now painted strawberry red, wield that blade, that instrument of precision of incision and revision

hands buried deep, now painted strawberry red, wield that blade, that instrument of precision of incision and revision expertly cutting, extracting, forming and re-forming,

meticulously re-organizing the pieces of inter-twined intestines so neatly now placed in-

meticulously re-organizing the pieces of inter-twined intestines so neatly now placed in- side, digesting what it is these mysteries feed on.

And still,

And still, I lay --

And still, I lay -- patient

And still, I lay -- patient - motionless

And still, I lay -- patient - motionless - exposed

And still, I lay -- patient - motionless - exposed as you wield the surgeon's blade

And still, I lay -- patient - motionless - exposed as you wield the surgeon's blade and turn this bloodied mess

And still, I lay -- patient - motionless - exposed as you wield the surgeon's blade and turn this bloodied mess into a budding rose.