Reaching Inside the Chest Cavity
Doctors regard the body with the clinical objectivity
Of the familiar, a matter-of-factness which makes
Passion dull, and the feeling of being alive neutral.
God makes none of us quite perfect, but surgeons, reaching
Inside the chest cavity, become like little demi-gods,
Tampering with a divine innocence which grew from
A tree whose roots go back before time itself. Our bodies
Don’t belong to us, of course, and at the end we will
Give them up, albeit reluctantly. We will give ourselves
Up--to the surgeon’s scalpel, to pain, to chance--as we
Gave in to the ecstasy of physical passion. Did we know
That the innocence we betrayed, in the loss of our virgin
Desire, is the same innocence that longs for emancipation
From the body--to be free, once and for all, of its
Lusts and luxuries? But it was never ours to give.
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