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