Short Inoperable Poems

Being slow as an excuse
     for the delay
     can be superior than
     coziness inoperable...

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What is this Evil
Growing inside me?
Who gave it legs and
Permission to feed,
On this - my own life….

Why can’t I cut
This evil out?
Why can’t I bleed
Fountains of youth?

I cry tears,
anguished pain;
Yet nothing…

Nothing
Can save

…me.


(written August 19,2008 as a result of learning of my mother in laws inoperable lung cancer.)...

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If someone, anyone remembers you
then you will live two lives; one where you are
and the other in a rented mind,
but when you are totally forgotten,
what then?
There will always be that one
that leaves a still smoking hole in you,
a bullet now lodged in an inoperable place.
That person probably
does not recall you at all now.
Only when you close your eyes,
do you remember
your long disappearing trick....

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Hideous cancer chisels away
With strange tragic sculpturing
And exposes dark flaws
heavy and black:
Inoperable, they say.

Ever present cigarette
Tenaciously supported
By shaking hand
and unfaltering need
Moved toward fried death
As wrenching cough spewed
Fire in weakened lungs.

A machine by the bed
Connected to tubes,
She wavers between
Sleep and reality
Fighting to hear 
The voices around her....

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She looks down at the world
All around at her feet,
With a look that beckons
With a calm presence
Undemanding
But she is not meek,
She can thrill you
Start a fire,
She is a ruckus
Low on the radar
Stealth trouble
With a face that permeates
Through all emotions;
Renders you inoperable
Subdued
Leaving you clueless,
What just went down?
You want to know
Why you cannot frown
This is her mirage,
When you look again
She is no more
Like a mist;
But you know she was real......

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