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by Renee
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Medical · #2169580
A look back at my first 3 months of chemo
you submerged me in a barrel of blackstrap molasses
with only a pinched straw
4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12

1,2,3
you gave me a plastic high
well not you

steroids.
so wonderful they’ll eventually kill you
(as all things unnaturally helpful)

one juicy bag to start
three tiny chasers

dex, you were something
an assassin’s assassin
but like a schoolgirl in a short plaid skirt
you were a tease

4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11,12
odd lines of bad code
working against my better neurons
that couldn’t right me

(i wanted soft cool tufts
of young grass to stretch out on
like an old cat

the earth take in my blood
the breeze dry a soaked body)

if i could remember what green
smells like

i’d be almost free
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