Progesterone in Oil
This one must go into muscle.
Sometimes it brings forth blood
without warning. Propped
to one side, I press my eyes tight
as he draws viscous liquid
from a tiny vial, hands
reluctant yet steady. Afterwards,
I switch from ice to heat. Feel
the oil spread like an inner
burning. Count a heartbeat
faint as breath in my back.
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