Silver dollar tumor
making it's own veins
pulsing now with the rest of me
Let's be dilligent
Let's take more pieces from your
broken body
from your treading heart
Arms flailing
teeth chattering
eyes like a slaughter animal
so afraid
so knowing of the end
I mean really,
what else could I possibly lose that
I haven't lost already
seriously though.. a book! it
seriously though.. a book! it needs to happen!
Much Love
Ashley
Amen
Very clear write ~a!
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Nice one!
Though cancer is not really good, I like this poem a lot.