Cancer Blooms... - Poem by Frank Bana
Cancer blooms in the corporeal garden
Slow, dreamlike, insistent
Not advertising its next appearance
Choosing at will among the garden’s delights.
I don’t care so far to die
Or not to die. I care
To live outside of fear
And inside the present time of life.
Shall I live as slow as cancer moves
In harmony and equal intensity
Multiplying thoughts and creative waves
As it multiplies itself?
We find ourselves locked fatally together
In negotiated inevitability –
Host and uninvited guest
Who depends on me as I depend on her
For life, destruction and survival.
Come with me, ill-intentioned friend.
Be part of me. Let’s do our worst and best.
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