Falun Gong (still rheum in her eyes)
…As she is leaving The Comfort Inn
she stops to watch a snippet from a KBS documentary
: “They would drag us away for thorough medical examinations.
Test our blood | take urine & stool samples| check
our reflexes with a soft wooden mallet
—our eye sight too. If we refused they beat us without clemency
until we drew blood | which they gathered
from the pools that gathered on the linoleum floor…
We knew what it meant: the healthy would have their organs
harvested & distributed to surgeries across China.”
—(From a documentary on Falun Gong practitioners
& the conspiracy that the Chinese government
were imprisoning them to harvest their organs
to be distributed to hospitals across China).
—I went to a demonstration once in Seoul
which provided context for my own problems.
“You can’t spell remedial without media.”
STOP IT! You’re not funny or charming. You’re twee
—“Ugh. I hate being described as twee…”
She steps out into the darkness | the warm
impression of a dream still pulling at her
: what was that turtle ship all about?