Hernias
It was booked as a very straight forward repair
The hernia was of moderate size, maybe
An hour of work patching it up, I told her.
But once inside I kept finding other holes
And in each of the holes there was something
Else hiding that shouldn’t have been there
Her inner shield pocked like a thin
Slice of swiss cheese
Since I was there
I didn’t want to leave any vulnerabilities
Behind but the holes never seemed to end
I lost track of time
And forgot my own name.
After a while she had to get going,
Got married, moved on with her life,
Took a job in a different state with a plastics manufacturing plant
In the test lab but I kept toiling.
To this day I continue to keep watch
Probing her core for weak spots
Sealing all nascent gaps.
Nothing gets out
I promised her that.
From the outside you’d think
She was perfectly fine
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