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By twinkle Date: 2006 Feb 25 Comment on this Work [[2006.02.25.00.42.22256]] |
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I was a wineskin of apprehension last night. I cradled my womb; angry, splitting, leaking. I was afraid and I drove to the grocery store alone. My hands were pale and my wallet was empty, but there was nothing I could do. I walked to the aisle shelved with tampons and condoms. We did not use one. I am foolish, for many reasons. I stood in line with tight lips; illegitimacy. This is not how it should be done, I thought. I spent my afternoon at a health clinic the nurse tested me for herpes. The last person who touched me was you. I held my urine and went home. I spent five seconds on the toilet and watched like a vulture preying on my future your absence my consequence. We did not make love. We fucked. |