When you said no,
I went for your dresser,
opened the top drawer,
broke the paper seals
on the two sterile cups,
and wiped my dirty
thumbs inside.

Because our stubborn love
won't die, I have to kill it,
will it dead. Or so
I thought until I passed
a cycle on my own.
You've no idea
what's grown
inside me
since I bled.