It's all blurry
And far too warm
Yet my feet
Seem frozen
Someone is saying
What a deep cervix
Remarks made again upon
My anteverted uterus
Scar tissue
They chorus
The blood loss
They repeat
I can smell it
Copper and salt
Wrenched away
For the sake of
Answers
But they found none
Only scar tissue
And ghosts
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