IF IT AIN’T BROKE - -!
Last night was a disaster
because I wanted to master
every tiny little bit
of my stoma and its shit.
For years I’ve never had a leak
and therefore never had to speak
of incidents and accidents
that used to knock my confidence.
This is because I’ve sorted out
how to control my stoma spout
by DIY experiments,
which solved problems to some extent.
But there are still some niggly things
that managing my stoma brings,
so I find I’m still tweaking stuff
as if I haven’t done enough.
I won’t go into detail now
to tell of what, and where, and how,
but just to say, so you should know
there is one way I would not go.
The gadgets that I’ve made work well
and, as far as I can tell
will work for many years ahead
possibly until I’m dead.
So, I should not try to rework
the devices that clearly work
but do what I quite often do,
which is to start with something new.
To keep the good stuff in reserve
is a good rule to observe
and there’s a cliché for this shit
‘If it ain’t broke – then don’t fix it!’
B. Withers 2024