The condoms caused bladder infections,
the pills gave me headaches
now she is asking me which loop
I want, the one with arms that scrape the cervix as she inserts it
or the one that doesn’t hurt so much.
I focus on the dark-haired football player
drop-kicking a World Cup ball across my credit card
as I pay the receptionist,
and wonder if you will share the cost.
Pale-faced, the doctor turns away,
already showing her next patient in.
The petals bared in the print on the wall
crenulated, creamy; as if coated in mucus.
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