No Money, No Tampons by “Diane”

The bathtub is full of blood
no money
no tampons

I am
our meeting
going back to sleep
no money, no tampons

If I wake
I’ll go to the bank
no money
no tampons

Yesterday, you
heard my weeping
my crying

Putting men on pause,
menopause, and…
No it’s you in particular
I’m putting on pause,
on putting out for you
and you don’t love me at all.
no money — no tampons

Who will wash me
if I wake in blood
child grown old to bleed
without love
without child
without Mommy

no happiness
no tampons
—- by Douglas Gilbert
(Henry Le Châtelier)

Poetry Books By Douglas Gilbert