Too Much Information, Part 1

(With this audio supplement.)

Newness (Meeting for a walk after having briefly met through a mutual friend the other night at a casual dinner party, culminates with joviality and sudden familiarity)

endo meds, western, cervical cancer, fibroid tumors

[Recapping feeling/jokes/vibes from the night before and jovial, not quite walking yet, standing around.]

A: (Calling B walking by) Confidentiality!

B: (Starting, turning suddenly, glad to see her) Meds... meds. Danazol.

A: Damn-it-all-man syndrome.

[Both chuckle.]

B: Said “handle with man-seed; cramps cease & it keeps mammary glands gleaming & ends endo.”

A: (Shaking head) Meds. The “doctor.”

B: The “doctor.”

A: The “doctor.” The cock cures her & asserts that she needs to be knocked up.

[Both giggle—now, moving forward—getting to know each other better, flirty, more openly acknowledging the attraction, starting to walk.]

A: (Pointing to abdominal region) Zoladex.

B: (Nodding) So, so, so... bladder, appendix, bowels, ovaries, fallopian tubes; enclosed, consumed, scope screwed in to probe & peruse tissue for tears and tearing. & tyranny.

A: (Becoming more sensual, flirtier, closer, walking slower, touching B’s stomach, giddy) Hearing the issues. Shit you share. Jist is they’re too cocked up to clarify. “Care if I climb in and stare ‘twixt your thighs?” The disease is is is is    is they the THE(e) don’t realize pregnancy and hysterectomies cure not endo.

B: (Calming her but also aroused, self-conscious about being in public, holding her hands) Ease the scope. Ease the scope out. Hyperstimulated ovaries from Pergonal. Ovulation... then intrauterine insemination. Belly hella swelled and ended with a laparotomy to once again excise the endometriosis ostensibly hopelessly never ending. Recurring. Wreck her-ing.

[Holding hands, giddy, high, “newness” in their eyes, talking a bit slower.]

A: (Sighs, a little tired but excited, leaning against rail) In cervix birthed.

B: (Agreeing) In cervix cursed.

A: Surreptitious sickness in cervix & uncertain if terminal. If to tumors turns it in uterus you would words without be irked & howling human papilloma virus at moon’s apathetic eyelessness.

B: In silence if metastasizes it will likely leak out blood in urine.

A: Hematuria!

B: Hematuria.

A: He maternally a manipulator when mothering.

B: And bloodying cotton. Spotting. Dysuria.

A: Piss hurts?

B: Fistula too.

A: In cervix curses.

B: Invasive. Insidious. & sitting with this smug sickness she senses he wants to fuck.

A: Suck he should out the yellow odorous discharge to get his onerous dick hard.

[Both amused, like the sense of humor and everything is really locked in—stoked together.]

B: Constipation. Constant pain in improper places.

A: Monitored dysplasia?

B: The “doctor.”

A: The “doctor!”

B: Early cervical cancer asymptomatic is often & all.

A: Abnormal pappy!

B: (Agreeing) Abnormal pap.

A: Wart fears?

B: It were. It wore.

A: For sure! For sure.

[Excited, happy, culminating, stepping on each other’s lines, holding hands.]

B: Smooth muscle cells.

A: Fibrous tissue—

B: Too tumorous to touch.

A: Like like mostly uteral, and non-cancerous.

B: But benign.

A: Yeah.

B: Yeah.

A: Microscopic.

B: Or like a grapefruit but asymptomatic.

A: & why all of it.

B: Really.