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| Blood Fall by Peter Rejcek (Source: wiki commons) |
Young enough to see the
ice caps melt
I wish it was all a metaphor
That I was a symbolic poet
What I remember most clearly about my
abortion
Is getting the money from Social Services
I didn't have the cash or income at the
time
I wouldn't ask my parents
And I'm wasn't the sort to depend on a
man
Or ask for help
Even if I loved him
He was a useless, unreliable piece of
shit
Who made my pussy clench
He smelled fantastic of amber, musk,
sandalwood and manly welding sweat
I knew he’d break my heart, and I told
him he would on our second date
He agreed
He tore it out with his teeth, repeatedly
The worst kind of dilation and curettage
But I was young enough at the abortion
clinic
That 10 milligrams of Valium made me a
happy, giddy patient
The pitchers of margaritas afterward
On the back patio of my favorite Castro
restaurant
Kept any feelings at bay
No regrets here, though
Not about the abortion
I wonder what the idiotic people
celebrating the fall of Roe v. Wade are really thinking, though
I'm back to wondering when the mother
ship is coming
My abortion would be in its 30’s now
Young enough to see the ice caps melt
Watch billions die from sea rise, heat,
fire, floods, hurricanes, drought and famine
Civilizations fall, pestilence prevail,
mass extinction of countless species
Dystopian reality pending, while we argue
I'm less concerned about when life starts
I'm thinking
We're aborting everything
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