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On table Cholangiogram*

The stack set,

Camera connected,

White balance,

Gas on

The scope sails in …

Sheltered, underneath the liver

In the realms of unknown

It holds the nine worlds

I gently retract to see

The Calot’s triangle

It’s paradox of simplicity

The gods, the giants, the dragon

And the eagle perched,

At the top of the tree

The scissors hesitate,

A little nick

The golden green nectar bleeds

The Asgardians greet by the well

Revenge feeds the giants of Jotunheim°

The dragon gnaws in malice the root

In Hel

I snake the tube into the duct

And push the isotope contrast

It courses down the cascade

It flows freely

And somewhere, the Norn° goddesses

Of past present and future are busy

Spinning the thread of existence

The image intensifier

Stirs

I see it,

Yggdrasil** comes to life

Lights on, stack off.

In the abyss, the dragon’s hiss

Muted by the escaping gas

*          X-rays of the biliary tree

**        Yggdrasil is an immense tree that is central in Norse mythology, on which the nine worlds existed.

°          Characters and places from the Norse mythology