Rebecca Ann Poet Rhyme

Chemo

My therapy is chemical,
I go for weekly sessions.
My artery is femoral.
The site of my injection.

The venom attacks 
the mitosis of my splitting cell.
Dyspepsia takes over,
like a spinning carousel.

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 3, 2019 at 1:57 PM I've just read a few of yours, clever cutting stuff, a fan! xomo Rebecca Ann August 3, 2019 at 2:14 PM Thanks Maureen!

Andrew Fairchild July 28, 2019 at 10:41 AM God, that's rough! My friend, Kirsten, had to go through that. She is well, now, though. Will keep you in my prayers. Rebecca Ann August 3, 2019 at 1:02 PM Thanks but I am fine, I work in the medical field and you write about your surroundings, or so I have been told, hence the poem. But it is a rough journey for those that have to go through it.