"If a woman wants to be a writer,She should not write odes to her abortions. -Erica Jong
Not someone who had blue eyes;
Someone who might have.
This dull green, of walls and gowns,
Is antithesis
Of verdant.
Not someone you loved, who died;
Someone you made, denied.
Blood comes later - a period,
Not someone.
Not green, not pale, not
Heaving in recovery
Not aching like it tore its own way through.
Not, essentially, you;
Essentially a product, a smear -
A smudge on a slide.
Don't pretend to miss it, miss it...
copyright 2000-2002, Barbara Bales
Don't let the doctor miss it!
Dismiss it.
It's an it that was
And never will be.
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