Subjected

She twists through corridors
quivering fingers fumble, oil-oozing tubes dangle
from her veins. She heaves,
slumps against clean steel. Sedatives fading.

Voice clutching. Scream rolls free
They will find her again. Straps dig into skin
syringes reinsert, purpling flesh
the lancing and the sawing resume

samples into vials, inserting
glinting guesswork substitutes, synthetic bone, valves click like
stilettos on glass. Wirebound knuckles 
stopped by sick stability from finding the traitors inside.

She has seen the brains, the lungs, the racks
on racks on racks of arteries, split lengthwise, rethreaded, recalibrated
waiting
for refurbishment, reattachment or perhaps discarded, impure, or saved

for future study 

He/Said She/Said Tenant Disputes

He approached while I lugged my stuff upstairs
He told me how many bodies he could stack in his trunk
He gave me a fake card, said he worked for the landlords.
I fell through the disintegrating staircase

He discharged aughts pop through the floor and walls
He cursed me out, enumerated threats; eviction, destruction
He nailed one of my tires, stabbed one when it didn't stop me.
I waited up for hours for the cops

He mounted cameras on every corner of the building he could access
He fed the other tenants rehearsed lies to keep them where he wanted them
He deployed traffic cones to the driveway, posted signs with orders to keep doors shut.
I called a lawyer for help

He said I deserved it because I wore skirts and didn't seem enough ashamed
He said he was "from the eighties" (born in '86); you couldn't blame him for not knowing better
He said he couldn't be politically incorrect - he's gay, he's a minority, he's oppressed, how dare you!
I left: broom clean

Foulmouthed

The coprolalic chokes on a psychic pseudobezoar,
subvocal obscenities burbling up until a
"kike" or "fag" or "cunt" breaches the meniscus of propriety.
Effluent waves of puerile proclamations,

frothing his hate up to a sewage tsunami.
He masticates each masturbatory outcry,
rancid words unminced; spat-out speech soils interlocutors,
who balk at each barked slur from this rude pariah.

Despair as he despoils the silence,
self-quarantined by feculent tongue, upsetting
the illusion that he is above the bullshit.