I am an absurd man.
I weep for the women I cut apart,
Howl and break heart for their pain
as I work the blade.
And the woman who turns me away,
in time
I will take her suffering upon me.
It is this universalisation of feeling
that makes me a renowned heart surgeon,
every broken soul's champion,
that makes me chief inquisitor
and expert renderer
of all known agony.