Confessions Of Cancer Poem by Kate Battye
Confessions Of Cancer
I creep around silently,
choosing my victims randomly.
I circle the machine,
checking it out,
seeking any holes I can climb into
and make more and more and
more.
They lie in their crisp white beds -
eyes closed,
beep, beep, beep.
As their close relations weep,
Around the edge.
Silence.
Words all lost,
To the monster within;
gently sucking away,
Life Inside.
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