So I Was Thinking...
I was thinking the other day
as the doctor sliced into my arm with
the thin slick slicing edge of a scalpel,
as they pulled and dug and extracted the
alien implant that had been
living inside my arm for 3 years, nestling
just under my skin, discreetly
imbuing hormones into my
blood stream,
as she tossed it away, discarded what
had become a sort of part of me.
I was thinking the other day, why
is this bleeding ours?
This blood flow
out of our arms
out of our wounded wombs
out of our hearts, why
are we pumped with hormones to
avoid mistakes, that apparently
would be ours
alone
even though
it takes two to tango, allegedly,
at least that's what they say.
Still, we're the ones who own it,
have it thrust upon us, carry
it like an elephant's weight
on
us,
inside
us.
Why
are we the ones who endure to allow
guilt free pleasure, well, not free for us,
that's not allowed,
we have to make it sin free
for them
though,
right?
Well,
anyway,
that's what I was thinking.
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