Pressure Heading Toward Implosion
Many things to do
Without appreciation
Challenges my mind
Pressure building more and more
Overheating
Outward anger turns inward
The Pap Smear
My nerves make my blood pressure
so high
that the nurse is concerned
I tell her that this happens every year
doesn’t matter that this physician is female
far more gentle
explains everything so clearly
My body stiffens
Dr. says just relax
it makes it worse if I’m anxious
My pelvis won’t listen to my brain
she thinks she knows better
maybe she does
As the doctor inserts the speculum
I take a deep breath
press down on my abdomen
I hear a squeal next to my left ear
then a full-on cry
“Can I turn her around?”
The doctor offers to swivel my 18-month old’s stroller
so she can’t see anything but my face
Can’t see what the doctor is doing to me
won’t worry that her mommy is being attacked
or that the future may have a similar attack in store
for her
When He Tells Me Too Much About How He Feels
I keep my truth
under wraps
Don’t let him see
the pressure building
in my depths
The surface of my pond stays
Smooth
Almost ice
He doesn’t know
the treachery at the bottom
just thinks he can take a
leisurely skate
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