she was sitting
on the back step next door
when I arrived home
always up for a chat
she was moving
a little stiffly
if that is the word
she had pain
from the operation
she said
oh yes
that’s her
she’s just back
from an augmentation
I can’t help but notice
a filling of blouse
but it’s probably a surgical dressing
and I ask about it
she tells of a separation
muscle from rib-cage
to slip in the supplement
must be strange
to be measured beforehand
then inserted by weight
and by size
or whatever it is that they do
it’s interesting
I told her
she needed to keep us informed
of her progress
remodelling a body
doesn’t happen every day
well
maybe it does
in this age that we live in
anyway
she said
she’s a talker so we’ll hear
all about it
and
while she’s feeling
a little tender just now
soon
she’ll be swaying with pride
out in front
ah
progress is grand
© Frank Prem, 2005
You write so well …nice poetry
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Thank you Prashant. I’m pleased you’re enjoying reading them.
Cheers.
Frank
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🙄😳😂
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Another thought-provoking piece, Frank. The thought you have left me with is what else do we think of as progress which perhaps isn’t.
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Yes, and the profound dissatisfaction that can afflict a person in their image of themselves is extraordinary, I find.
Glad you enjoyed the piece.
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