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The Cancer Cave

I sit here,
In the cancer cave
Mask covering face
So i can only breathe
My own stale air.
At times
I have to lower it
To get some fresh air.

I am being Chernobyled
Today.
Everyday.
At the spot.
Where the cells decided
They wanted to do things
their way;
not the way of the body;
Not the way of the Mother;
At least I don't think so.

So as i wait.
I decided with nothing to do.
To type out words.
Maybe questions.

One question is
Why has my sight
Been only being looked at by
China.
Almost every other day.?

My name,
Echos through the cave.
Bouncing back and forth
Along the walls.
So i say so long.
Time to be chernobyled.
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Don’t forget
to remind you to remember me again.
Or is it,
remind me to remember you?
Either way it’s confusing,
shrouding me in shadow,
and blinding me.
You come and go,
yo-yo,
watch
‘walking the wolf.’
Maybe we still have time to be.
Maybe between grief and forgetting,
we still have a chance.
Or is it already too late
and all our misfortune came from the fact?
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The pen puts forth Black ink

The pen puts forth Black ink
in a continuous concession of curves and lines
forming a letter
which connects with other letters
creating a word which in itself has put forth a definition
and an emotion in one short glance,
called read.
Add more words .
One can create a sentence,
with adjectives, nouns, verbs,
or what ever mess you’d prefer to put within the sentence.
However once you have rooted the sentence,
it spawns like kudzu down the white paper field:
Thoughts, dialog, poetry
lectures, novels, histories, philosophies
religions.
However for poems and dialogues
make sure that you separate the cytoplasm of the words
from the yolk.
And using only the yolk of the word
tempered in heated blood milked from life.
Making the piece delicate but firm
so as it crosses the tongue you can grasp the texture,
just before it melts and incites a riot among your taste buds.
There are so many different techniques
adding some cytoplasm, whipping ’em.
To cause the sentence to rise
forming styles
on how one gets across the point.
But it might be wise to leave the whites in
and add some flour and sugar
when writing a philosophy, religion, or even a history.
For a cake that large,
and an ingredient so heavy
it would surely fall apart.