I wanted to be a vet, said the phlebotomist
when I asked
if she always dreamed of drawing
like a Pollock of phlebotomy existed.
Animals make better patients,
she continued, they don’t cry,
while scratching around in a drawer
for the butterfly needle
needed to perform my venipuncture,
since neuromuscular diseases
cause muscles to spasm,
like my twitching tongue,
might indicate Mad Cow
to the medically challenged spectator,
but caution to the phlebotomist
as she plugs the insect’s thorax into my hand.