Cancer
Hold back the hour.
Stop the tears from flowing.
Breathe again untainted air.
Take back my bones, my breasts,
and race forward to passion once more
Hold back the hour,
before the ravaging of every sinew
and fleeting glimpse of salvation, and
forced pity encroached upon my earth
Hold back the hour,
before tested strength
proves weakened failure
and commitment runs a ragged road
Before privacy alludes
and birds no longer sing for me,
or the pinch of reality is drugged
away before the fluttering of breath
Now bring back the hour
let the tears flow
I’m ready
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