Bioscan
V1:
Something gross inside the marrow
Sunken deep at the bottom of a barrel.
I don’t wanna know what lies beneath the rot
Feeling gummy and numb as my skin gets hot.
I wish I was you, or him, or had her big mouth-
But this MRI is revealing things I’d rather live without…
(MRI machine scanning, beeping, clanging)
V2:
She gives me flowers for the trip downstairs,
I lose myself in the headlights’ glare.
White noise filling up my lungs
While swimming in pools that are not my own.
My father looks lonesome, my mother disagreeable-
Nothing feels worse that being invisible…
C:
Scan me down the middle...take a look into my bones…
Let love know
that the hollow fort of my own head has grown…
Long and lean, limbs askew…
(Please wait for the bioscan to complete...)
Int:
Oxygen machine switches on, someone lights a cigarette
Exhalation of breath
V3:
Gown and glove and dress and sock
The white of her eyes greet me
What a shock-
Now I’m late
For my bioscan date.
Now I’m cutting out the sickness… (x5)
You don’t know who you are, so I am cutting it out…
C2:
All this ringing in my head, phone left off the hook
Let my head hang as my hands shook
It’s not common, it’s not a cold,
But they say, “Don’t worry, don’t worry-
People like you always grow old.”
I:
Footsteps nervously pacing on the floor
Come on, come on, come on...
B:
Miralax
Dulcolax
Diclofenac
Anthrax
Xanax
Midalozam...
O:
“And when they were come unto a place called Golgatha,
that is to say, a place of a skull,
They gave him vinegar to drink mingled with gall:
and when he had tasted thereof, he would not drink.
And they crucified him, and parted his garments, casting lots…”
The results are in-
Bioscan negative.