Nurses Stitch And You Analyze Poem by kidney slayer

your instincts are to analyze yourself
tearing at your cut to expose more flesh
enduring the pain
proud of your strength
for you have learned that your wounds are for examination
an opportunity to prove your knowledge

and so the nurse stands
equipment in hand
watching you feel proud as you bleed
open wounds need stitches

and so you bleed
and so she watches
and finally you stop
the concrete under you red
confused
angry
why hasn't the wound healed
you had named the layers of tissue
explained the purpose of each
you had torn up each piece
making them easier to see
easier to touch and to feel
so why is the wound still open
you have studied your flesh again and again
you have even sat, watching your past cuts mend
you have seen the process
understand the science
know the steps
so why is this fucking wound still open

and so the nurse stands
equipments in hand
watching you search for a healed patch of skin
making another cut on top of your old scars
a new wound
a new opportunity to find what you had missed

and so the nurse stands
knowing that no matter where you examine
how deep you cut
how many layers and bones you see
it will not teach you how to make a stitch
there is no need to tear into your own flesh to learn what's underneath

yes wounds need to be examined
but they must be disinfected and cleaned
you had called, she had come
but you wanted to close your own wound
as the nurse stood
equipments in hand