I lay on a medical bed - undressed -
and next to me stood the specialist.
First his eyes probed me for a fairly long time.
He gazed on my defenseless nakedness -
Then he suddenly slammed both fists a meter into my guts.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
"No!" I said through watery eyes.
Then I might have said "yes." I wagered
that he might have treated my appendix.
The torture got more and more painful:
He pulled on my throat,
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