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