Invaded

Invaded

It’s not a matter of consent

The permission to invade

To come within the confines of my body

Nor the medical necessity

Of timely intervention

But the very intrusion itself

The cutting of skin and tissue

The breach of orifice

Entrance by main force

From outside to inside

External to internal

The insertion of pipes and wires

Needles and probes

Cameras and computers

To break into the inner cavities

Among the blood and nerves and organs

That normally pump away unseen

To effect the needed repairs

That will keep me alive

To live another day

And have the breath to complain

Of the pain of violation

Copyright Andy Fawthrop 2014