the examination

the doctor
is bright with kindness.
her touch
upon your shoulder
is gentle while
your skin slides
upon the crinkle of parchment
paper, feet
dangling off
the table.
the cold outdoors
is forgotten
under her care. she listens
to your heart.
looks
into the cave
of your mouth, two
ears, then weighs
you.
she wraps your arm
for pressure and sighs.
she is sincere
when she asks you where
it hurts.
it hurts right here
you tell her,
pointing everywhere.