A different fifty shades of grey
The other day in a dark room
A woman's hands on my ribs
Telling me when to move
Shadows danced in a little box
While I rolled side to side
According to her direction
Nothing but skin to hide
She was thorough with her work
Pressing in the dark
Trying to find the spaces
Where the trial would leave no mark
I was full when I came to her
She later let me release
We spent an hour in ultrasound
Searching out disease
With words, song & prayer, TiMo
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