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Cancer has a Heart

My eyes feel like
    razor blades kissing glass
and the walls appear
                to bleed.

Tension bands in my head
    stretch and twist
making my brain cells
              scream in defiance.

A roiling wave of stress
              embitters and twists
my guts, causing nausea in epic form.

This place of healing makes me weak in the knees
        and steals my ability to think clearly.

Professional life-prolongers
            race up and down
hallways of infinite sadness
              and I press against
a doorway, hoping to be missed.

Death looms in corners,
    wispy and translucent
                                      but heavy,
like bacon grease in the air of a stale kitchen.

                  The weeping masked
in the vents seems to be innocuous,
    the sounds of a daytime soap opera
replaying in the nurse’s station.

I always go to the nursery
              when the anxiety plagues.

The smell of newborn hope
              is calming

                    to my butchered nerves.

Author notes

Options two & four. My grandmother has suffered two bouts with cancer, one in 1994 and the second last year. We nearly lost her both times. Somehow, she has survived and has actually had three surgeries since August of last year. A mastectomy, heart valve surgery and just last month, hip replacement. She is such a fighter and I adore her.

Incidentally, I've entered your contest, not to win (although I certainly wouldn't mind!) but to share her story because I am very proud of her strength.

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  • Rhythm Child
    January 26
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    This was horribly brilliant
    it was so dark and dank and creepy and amazing
    thankyou for the entry


  • new born
    January 11
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    Great job with this. Beautiful, frightening and interesting. Good job and good luck!


  • HereComesTheSun
    November 10, 2008
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    a very amazing write has deep undertones that really make you think
    congrats on silver


  • whispernthedark Greeters member
    October 18, 2008

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    There are so many places in this piece that I feel I am injected into. Wonderful write, thank you for entering the contest. Good luck.


    whisper


  • Jesann gold member
    September 21, 2008

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    Your title fits so well to your write!!!
    Words elude just now..but I love the line.."The smell of new born hope is calming"


  • Guineveres Analogy
    September 21, 2008
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    Loss For Words

    Wow..this hit home as my mother has terminal bone cancer from breast cancer. I wish I could write about it but it is so hard to put it into words. You did an mazing thing here. The "face" you painted of cancer is 3 D and unavoidable. Amazing. Peace be with you.
    Jen


  • Loki silver member
    August 13, 2008

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    I'm not sure if it was because I was quasi there, but the emotion in this one hit me pretty hard. I had to wipe my eyes to deal with a customer. Maybe they'll report me and I'll get fired. A boy can wish.

    This was yet another amazing piece of work. The ending was fantastic but the authors note killed me.

    X.X.X.


  • Sonja
    August 10, 2008

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    Not too much to say. Deep and great poetry. Perfect title too. A bit strange form but it is written the great way.
    ~Sonja~


  • robforte
    August 5, 2008

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    unfuckinbelievable

    you captured it all and sealed it shut, sweetheart!

    hella sad. but HUGE sterilized, pharma clappies!

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