It’s been a week of X-rays, ultrasounds and MRIs… One good thing to come out of it has been this poem. I’m not sure that it’s finished, but I think the idea is a good start.

radiology

holding our future in nervous hands

we come with x-rays – ikons

in large envelopes with corporate logos

queue for the Delphic Oracle

who divines the auspices

like chook entrails.

this arcane analysis

reading the stars within…