parting 1
satisfaction in fresh
that comes from me
red from me on tissue, woman
she sat in the white stall
next to me and told me
is was like a bullet
the cotton tip just damp and barely
red like a rubbed ankle
it shouldn't hurt so much
she said
just put it in
I know
the cotton just barely red
the tip just barely
my body
said I know
what to do stop
listening
foolish quiet body
that thought too much
of me
the applicator still
attached plastic
grips the base and corded
string the waste
I thought was my fault,
never hers
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