when a woman lies in stirrups maybe leave
your camera eye closed until she paper-scoots
to table’s end, and wait until the crinkling stops
to open it. you might try to deamplify
your autogenerated voice to a fiberoptic hum
when you tell her to relax and let her knees fall
away from each other. glide your speculum-
arm slowly and decisively and when you ask
if the pressure’s okay back away if she creaks
yes in a falsetto that means no or if the room
fills with silence pregnant with fluorescent
buzz. dynamize your algorithm to streamline
scraping. transmit the cells to your built-in
lab. then reach a cold chrome tentacle into her
paper gown and ask with lossy upspeak if
she’s noticed any changes. leverage your
endless bandwidth for an instant mammo-
gram. and once you’ve read her breast
scan confirm in airless, chest-squeezed
boilerplate the absence of tumors, calcifi-
cations, architectural abnormalities then
take care to say her flesh could be hiding
tumors, calcifications, architectural ab-
normalities but you can’t be sure because
you can’t see through it. and thanks for that
report, the one the human doc, who will
never be able to pay off her med school
loans, can't process because she’s on hold
trying to get your tests covered by the
insurance company, whose virtual ass-
istant will notify the patient as soon as
a decision has been made.
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