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	<title>The D Spot &#187; cancer poetry</title>
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		<title>notes in the key of C (2002)</title>
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				<category><![CDATA[fear]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[loss]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Wrath]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[cancer poetry]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I see you flying, Hair tousled, smile on your face You close your eyes as the wind brushes your eyelids. A peaceful look, no doubt. I hear you cheering as you Nearly touch the sky The stars reflecting in your smile. You wave at me. And my eyes fill with unwanted tears As I raise [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I see you flying,<br />
Hair tousled, smile on your face<br />
You close your eyes as the wind brushes your eyelids.<br />
A peaceful look, no doubt.<br />
I hear you cheering as you<br />
Nearly touch the sky<br />
The stars reflecting in your smile.<br />
You wave at me.<br />
And my eyes fill with unwanted tears<br />
As I raise my hand in response.<br />
Someday you will wave goodbye<br />
What blessing is there in knowing how it will happen<br />
When you finally do touch the sky<br />
You will not come lightly back to earth when the ride stops,<br />
Running to me, a quick kiss on the lips before the next ride.<br />
You will continue on, into the stars and beyond<br />
And I wonâ€™t be able to kiss you anymore.</p>
<p>*<br />
In the evening of the morning<br />
of the day we went to hell.<br />
In the after of the later<br />
of the time when you were well&#8230;<br />
I can wander I can wonder I can sit and bow down under<br />
All the wailing and the thunder that tears my heart asunder<br />
Yet still you are before me<br />
I love you, you adore me<br />
My one and only lover is now threatened by another<br />
Are we bigger are we stronger<br />
Can we hold on any longer?<br />
We fight the fight and face the night<br />
And grab the apple, take a bite.<br />
for in knowledge lies our power<br />
And in every midnight hour<br />
we reach for each and every minute<br />
that doesn&#8217;t have your illness in it&#8230;.<br />
*<br />
Beast, how I hate you.<br />
I hate your pervasive ways, your interfering serpentine madness.<br />
I hate the way you took what we had and twisted it around<br />
Until we have to fight to hold on to what we deserve.<br />
Beast, We will beat you.<br />
We will stop you with chemicals, with toxins and poisons,<br />
We will remove you from every cell of our lives<br />
From every thought of our future.<br />
Beast, you will be gone from our presence like a bad dream in the sunshine.<br />
You will be crushed under our feet like an eggshell into gravel.<br />
You will be sent far away, deep into the labyrinth sewers of discarded medical waste.<br />
And we will link our hands together<br />
And dance upon your demise.<br />
*<br />
I watch you shiver and watch you shake<br />
I watch your cough and the sounds you make.<br />
I wipe your head with a cool rag<br />
I get the inhaler from your bag.<br />
I start to cry and then wipe dry<br />
the tears I fear I have to hide.<br />
I miss the nights that came before<br />
When we snuggled behind the bedroom door.<br />
I grab the needle, the medicine<br />
hit the plunger, push it in.<br />
*<br />
sneaking around the corners like a silent thief at night<br />
riding in the backseat when stopped at the traffic light<br />
dancing in the bloodstream or in the random cells<br />
coming like a coward, leaving a path of living hell.<br />
What creeps within the corners<br />
what knocks upon the door<br />
what comes when no one&#8217;s looking<br />
and then sneaks away once more<br />
And in the final moments, while all is calm at night<br />
a sudden breath of darkness and another soul takes flight.<br />
there is no rhyme or reason<br />
there is no way to say<br />
whether you or me tomorrow<br />
whether someone else today<br />
I hear the spiders laughing<br />
while spinning on their webs<br />
I hear the planets sighing<br />
While those behind are crying<br />
At another sudden passing<br />
*<br />
Start with six little green and yellows in a divided dose a day.<br />
The round orange one to offset the side effect of the green and yellows.<br />
The purple capsule to mend the pain that the little white one caused.<br />
The big white ones pack a punch so don&#8217;t get addicted (the addiction of the stars!)<br />
the clear stuff comes from a needle. You will be quite sick in 8-10 hours.<br />
Not so bad, a fever and chills.<br />
Oh yes, you might lose some hair.<br />
Do this three times a week.<br />
Don&#8217;t forget your vitamins, your cholesterol, your blood pressure pills.<br />
Drink 10 cups of water a day, and remember&#8211;<br />
think positive.<br />
*<br />
This morning I woke up early, and like<br />
every other morning, I peeked out the window<br />
to see what weather I will face this day.<br />
Imagine my surprise, when I was near blinded<br />
By a flash of early-morning sunlight.<br />
So bright, and so uncommonly warm.<br />
The grass outside was colored a deep<br />
emerald green, and I could see the tree in profile,<br />
Small buds standing out on the branches like<br />
miniature sentries, holding on for the spring.<br />
I sighed and I laid back down for just another minute.<br />
I turned to look at you<br />
A small sliver of the sunlight fell in the window and carressed your face.<br />
Golden light across your cheeks, I gently touched you and we shared the warmth.<br />
You smiled as you slept.<br />
And I smiled too. </p>
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