Standing absolutely still,
big, and tall in their dull surroundings
they wait patiently
for their next victim

sterile, shining silver table tops,
stationary platforms as white as virtue,
and mobile arms anticipate adjustment.

Lonely, like the long descent to nothingness
until accompanied by the next poor soul
that cautiously walks through the door
anxiously analyzing the scene before them.

After being propped and settled
the room is suddenly overwhelmed by
just about complete darkness.

Not knowing what to expect next
antagonized by the somberness,
the agitating anticipation arrives

and then like a rainstorm,
thunder’s roar conquers the silence
and the fast flash of cameras
form a luminous glow.

The smile on your face
can no longer protect the fact that
you’re broken inside.
In a matter of seconds

they see right through you
when no one else can
and decipher all that’s been
hidden from the world.

And the worst part is,
there’s not a thing you can do about it
feeling helpless wondering
what’ll be divulged.