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take this bad abuse and call me in the morning
by Nanette Bellmanshe finds it funny when she asks
"let me know if there is any discomfort."
and i reply,
"well, it doesn't feel like Christmas."
i mean, i'm no medical doctor
but i'm pretty sure that my cervix shouldn't move like that.
i don't imagine it's a cake walk for men either.
having to turn their head and cough.
at least, their insides don't hurt for days.
injection, digestion, insertion
there are multiple ways to say it,
say "i surrender".
then to wait for days.
for results.
forgetting.
for receiving.
for bad news.
for another "not good enough"
for deceiving.
"abnormal",
that's what i've been my whole life, personally.
and now,
there's a difference between empty and hollow. 12/15/2008 Author's Note: i <3 being a girl.
Posted on 12/15/2008
Copyright © 2024 Nanette Bellman
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/16/08 at 04:10 AM Brutal stuff, but you handle it quite well, as always. Nice work. |
| Posted by Johnny Crimson on 12/17/08 at 01:26 AM To my favorites you go. Although I never read them. I'm sure i'll need them someday. Good stuff. I'm pretty sure you cervix shouldn't move like that either. |
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