Tonight's Poet Corner: Sonnet Solstice #398
The Stomach Pains
by Belinda Roddie
The stomach pains almost made Susie faint,
as she swayed on the toilet - cold basin
meeting cold body, eyes on flaking paint
and linoleum. With a thin, strained grin,
she fought back curses just as she restrained
herself from vomiting. She would expel
the demons from her, even if they gained
sentience and warred with her. Aye, to Hell
with the sharp agony. Her husband came
to hold her against her chest. She would not
fall on his watch. She battled fear and shame
until, at last, the worst of it all stopped.
The stomach pains were almost like God's hate -
or maybe it was something that she ate.
by Belinda Roddie
The stomach pains almost made Susie faint,
as she swayed on the toilet - cold basin
meeting cold body, eyes on flaking paint
and linoleum. With a thin, strained grin,
she fought back curses just as she restrained
herself from vomiting. She would expel
the demons from her, even if they gained
sentience and warred with her. Aye, to Hell
with the sharp agony. Her husband came
to hold her against her chest. She would not
fall on his watch. She battled fear and shame
until, at last, the worst of it all stopped.
The stomach pains were almost like God's hate -
or maybe it was something that she ate.
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