Concrete Cancer
Chanting for the jewel in the heart of the heart of the lotus
Ohm mani padme hum
I bite the invisible neon green
cast off
which protects my broken wrist
flushing bits down the mirror or
chrome toilet of the tomorrow
It has stopped suddenly
this day has no meaning when idly tearing away
the chips of broken plaster from my arm
they are unlike the cement walls
surrounding me in the cubicle of solitary days
A new home, vacated by the oldest delinquent
who stayed far past my time
with hair falling out with calm disregard
for the age we all feel our time has skipped
pretending to have cancer
is one excuse
Kswiss kills Sp!cs and Crips
and nobody
this skinned head preaches too
no choir boys
shaved and disengaged
I have no chemo clues
its time to dance
to play to laugh
I cant remember you
for once you were
my friend in school
that boy with cancer
beating it but
losing sight
I see no fear
in truth it's not your plight
Copyright © Lyra Pendragon | Year Posted 2020
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