with some blood,
and some veins,
and a few valves,
I don’t know.
I never paid much attention
as mrs. Israel explained to us, biology.
It wasn’t as interesting as the back of your head
which in turn wasn’t nearly as interesting as the rest of your body.
But it was a classroom
and it’s all I had,
or i’d have been thrown in detention, for indecency.
She wasn’t explaining what went on in your brain,
although she did tell us what a general brain contained.
Still, I was paralysed
at the thought of reading yours,
or simply at hazarding a guess,
but I digress.
The back of your head, yes.
It had, planted on it (by good genes I suppose) thick black hair
which curled ever so slightly at their ends, at the beginning of your neck.
And it made my four chambered, bloodied, veiny, valved, heart
skip a bloodied beat.
Mrs. Israel had made no mention of such a thing.
It must have been especially for you.
And that creature that flitted about in my abdominal cavity
(it contains the stomach, you know),
that must have been for you too.
Because when you raised your hand,
to answer Mrs. Israel’s question, I could see your long fingers,
and could think of a thousand better places for it to rest,
and that thought made the creature flit around some more,
and that’s when I knew – Mrs. Israel knew nothing.
And if she did, she was keeping it from us, for some reason.
I learned nothing from her about biology or anatomy.
Nothing more valuable than what I learned from staring at the back of your head,
and jotting down the responses of my own anatomy.
It’s like you were playing Operation on me, unknowingly, educating me.
And I stepped into womanhood,
your thick hair and long fingers guiding me, unwittingly.
And though you cost me nothing but sleep and a few heartbeats,
you were priceless.
What money could have taught me first loves, desires?
What money could have taught me poetry?
- Prompts for the Promptless – Ep. 7 – True Cost (rarasaur.wordpress.com)
I’ve never responded to a prompt before because i’m a bit scared to be honest. But i’m so glad to be doing this for rarasaur whose blog inspires me so much. And if you’ve read it, you’ll understand why!
The prompt for the week is True Cost.
I hope you’ve enjoyed reading this.