so it will just have to be external.' Patients reported having comments made to them about the transvaginal ultrasound
'damaging' patients who hadn't had vaginal sex.'"
– from Caroline Reilly's "Virginity Doesn't Mean You Can't Have a Transvaginal Ultrasound" after A.E. Stallings' "Four Fibs"
Eve,
you
and your
daughters will
grind your wisdom teeth
in pain when you conceive because
you were naive enough to believe the forked tongue man
lying through his teeth, deceiving you into eating his Adam's apple; young blood thieved.
Eve,
since
you ate
the fruit from
the Tree of Knowledge,
the fruit of your loins shall bear fruit-
sized fibroids in their wombs that causes them great pain each
blood moon, innocence thieved, a body of sin covered in a girdle made of fig leaves.
Fire
and
brimstone
for a liar,
your hot pants on fire,
held up by a chastity belt
he'll lie to get into your pants; a lie has no legs,
so spread your legs on the stirrup and I'll probe your red hood-mantle of Tegau Gold-Breast.
Miss,
since
no one
has popped your
cherry, I can't give
you it. It'll hurt; wouldn't you want to
gift a strawberry lace handkerchief for Mr. Right?
Keep it nice and tight for your wedding night, he'll come riding in on a white Trojan horse.
With
a
fibroid
in your womb
there won't be room for
a baby, which you're going to
want when you meet your groom. Take my word, you'll change your mind
when you meet Mr. Right. To birth is your sole birthright in this yellow wallpaper room.
Your
pain
is just
a symptom
of the "wandering
womb"—Hysteria. Stop bitchin'
and get yourself fixed. Just exercise more, stop eating
red meat, eat more fiber, and lose weight. Estrogen has distorted your reality.
