I clean its latex length three times a day
With kindliest touch,
Swipe an alcohol swatch
From the tender skin at the tip of him
Down the lumen
To the drainage bag I change
Each day and flush with vinegar.
When I vowed for worse
Unwitting did I wed this
Something-other-than-a-husband, jumble
Of exposed plumbing
And euphemism. Fumble
I through my nurse’s functions, upended
From the spare bed
By his every midnight sound.
Unsought inside our grand romantic
Intimacy
Another intimacy
Opens—ruthless and indecent, consuming
All our hiddenmosts.
In a body, immodest
Such hunger we sometimes call tumor;
In a marriage
It’s cherish. From the Latin for cost.
I thought the author made some word choices made it more un connective with the audience, I wish the author made t easier to connect with. I wish that it was more of an allegory so that t could be more interpreted. I thought it was about a woman who had to take care of her husband when he is sick. But she had to stay with him because he is sick and she had made vows to him.
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