Ngoc Nguyen Poet Free verse

The Anatomy of Disgust

A stoma and a scar 
like the Grand Canyon
form a conspiracy 
against my body. 
The stoma--raw and 
fleshy--looks like a red 
and beefy barnacle on 
my side that constantly 
oozes and drains feces 
and waste like an 
overflowing, backyard 
cesspool. It sickens me.

Near the red and moist 
stoma lies a huge, 
crooked scar on my 
stomach and abdomen. 
It is like the Grand 
Canyon of Arizona--an 
immense displacement 
of the local landscape, 
only instead of earth 
and rock and soil it is 
my skin and muscle 
and tissue that has been 
gouged away. Like my
stoma, it sickens me as
well. Because of them
both, my body now
seems to me like the 
raw anatomy of 
disgust.

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Adeyemi Joshua July 30, 2017 at 8:05 AM I feel for you... Adeyemi Joshua August 4, 2017 at 2:12 PM You're welcome! Ngoc Nguyen July 30, 2017 at 2:13 PM Thanks, Adeyemi, for commenting; and for your sympathy and empathy. But that was six years ago; I have since healed. Ngoc :-)

Kaye Locke July 19, 2012 at 2:57 AM I'm so sad for you Ngoc, but strong emotions lead to strong poetry, and if the op helps you to keep well accept it as part of you, just like your powerful words are. K