May. 27th, 2018

the flu

May. 27th, 2018 01:57 pm
   
                               the flu


days and nights so long
liquid bowels and a stomach that won’t accept
sleep foreign
comfort absconded

stuck in the house
can’t leave
can’t leave
need to be near the bathroom

so thirsty
so very, very thirsty
dreaming of guzzling water
quenching a cellular need for hydration

needle in vein 
shot in ass
meds dissolving on the tongue
ice chips melting into cheeks

sleep in fits and starts
two hours in bed
thirty minutes on the couch
cats confused by lack of petting

laundry, wash it again
smells of unwashed body and sick
saltines slowly leaving the pack
hummingbird bites of banana

hoping the universe leaves the rest of us alone
hoping this is a rare one off
hoping
hoping

again returning to normal
drinking
peeing
eating
solid
again returning to normal
lifting a glass of water high to make a toast
cheers
i live another day





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dear universe,

i’d much prefer it if you could leave them alone
my father, my brother
tumor ridden
dying at a rate i disapprove of

of course it’s more complicated than just pure love
i don’t know if anyone in my family is pure
we are none of us innocents

but cancer doesn’t lay claim to our bodies based on good and evil

cancer doesn’t care if you took lives or saved them
doesn’t care if you minded your own business or buried yourself in the affairs of others

cancer doesn’t care
it just grows in malignancies 
usurping our bodies
	   our minds
	taking over
		blackness creeping into our minds
		while it ravages their bodies

and their cancer brings my guilt
	should i love them more strongly?
	see them more often?
	forgive them more easily?

	give up my strongly built walls?

the line of life and death drawn in tumors and pain
the line of sanity and losing everything i’ve become

how do i love you now?

we had reached a detente
occasional phone calls and speaking of our young children
we had reached a sense of calm
	wherein i protected my heart, my mind

but my heart is not ice
	         is not stone
     my mind holds on to you
and family is family
	my brother and my father
	the y chromosomes of my life before
	floating on the whitewater of the rivers of blood in my veins

shared history and dna

i can’t just walk away
and i don’t know how to help
	how to freeze time or cancer into nonexistence 
         don’t know how protect myself if i let you in
			or if i keep you out

i worry about losing the tether to my little raft on this whitewater ride
i worry about losing you both
i worry





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