The darkness in the heart,
and the light in the eye,
matches the incomplete love,
of life and human nature and landscape.
Cancer is such that it kills
The cells of the body.
It copulates in itself and slowly
Destroys the affected area of the body.
They won't come anymore looking for you.
They won't bring any gifts or the cheque book.
No matter how much the thought of it.
That with diligent effort one must try
Do some excérsize.
Licking the day.
The midday afternoon. When everyone
It is true that life is a hospital
Where everyone is suffering
Some kind of unspoken pain.
And the best part is
The morning sun shines and washes
Away all the grief and sorrow.
The journey now begins over the
Mountains and oceans.
Am I ordinary?
Standing question in the midst of the
Hot and humid evening with
Standstill of wind and motion.
Denial, depression, anger, bargains
Happiness, joy, joyride
When one cannot be given life again
Because it's already been given.
But since it's not yet been taken
And time is running