Terry Reeves Poet Prose

Bed Bath

Do we really want to talk about such things,
well, here it comes, in a slightly veiled form,
let's say on a professional basis, a medical oasis,
somebody has to do it - I'm glad it's not me.

It all started with private parts and finished,
let's say that all the enthusiasm had not diminished;
I was unfolded and folded back like someone
was making a sandwich - didn't matter, brown or white.

There's an option - easy one, fine and the other?
Well now, one can be transfixed, fleeting moment;
did it happen, yes - part of our system, you know,
there are limits - it's about as far as you can go.

Perhaps I should have considered medical harassment,
but the poor chap wouldn't like the embarassment.

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