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Peanuts and Memory
If Scrub Jays pecked stucco walls,
peanuts would pour from jagged holes.
I believe. A needle in my left breast
Biopsy. Breath in. Hold.
Losing words, losing memory
held hostage by cytoxan and prednisone.
Inflammation killed by computer reset.
My neurons scrambled.
Scrub Jays peck at my head.
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He was lying, motionless on the bed,
Tubes extending from his nose and head.
And even in sleep, he was troubled by the pain.
~Cancer's Final Word~
The dark is closing in,
Fires are burning in my head.
I am trying to hang on,
I am already dead.
The radiation
What is this dreadful monster?
That eats away inside?
The bare face of it;s cruelty,
Too proud to run and hide.
It's passion
Cancer,
Enemy of enemies,
Raging and torturing the human flesh,
Condemning some to death,
Creating a battle, so many have
by Anita Smith
I can't seem to stop thinking
You hold all the power
You drag everyone you touch
Through their darkest hour
No one
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