Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Anguish

Cancer cracks façade
time looms like a guillotine
set to slice off tumor.

Doctors poke and prod
awaiting new test results
demands jug of faith.

Dad is tranquilized
Mom is a basket of nerves
Sister asks for help.

I busy my mind
picturing a good outcome
for this affliction.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Featured Post

The Hollow Nest

  you came in wearing rain like borrowed skin. your shoes grew wings. time ate its hands. memory, a cracked mirror, kept your face in every ...