women
standing around me, working
on my face.
one, the queen bee, has a scalpel
digging a ravine beside
my ear.
excising
cells gone wild.
the ear is plugged with cotton
to keep
the river of blood out.
the other woman, a nurse
in green,
dabs
at the flood, while
the third
woman
is behind them, doing what,
i can't tell,
because my vision
is blocked by the bright
operating light,
and thin blue sheet of paper.
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