Crisis Competition

You loud mouth obnoxious woman!

You prompt a scream –

You queue my time.

You pour gas in the stream,

You victimize my crime.

With no context –

No reason no less,

No wonder you press,

Upon my body’s guest.

I reasoned and grieved.

(I killed everyone)

I sewed up the sieve,

I flew near the sun.

I garaged the insane.

I slammed my doors wide.

I fled by the main,

Determined – Denied.

Traffic moves and redirected, 

Wheels crush undertow

God indifferently stepped in

Crushing us under tiptoe.

Who raises their kids?

He pays off the lead.  

Laughing, “god forbid!”

In the tall grass and weeds,

Too late, then adopted.  

Rotator cuffs and helicopters,

Boys master gas lighting, shrugs,

Hold jars fueled by tail light bugs.

Heaving forward for cause 

The Duchess of sad laws

I confused her. Now a kiss?

My burning limbs avail, flailing amiss.

Blue to start healing.  

Yellow as yesterday’s crush.

Red and no closer to sealing

Green islands sail by in a rush.

You prompt me to whisper.

You want to kiss her.


Female. East coast transplant living in the Bay Area of California. Living with Stage IV breast cancer. Married to the coolest guy in the universe who occasionally suffers from serious depression. Love my stepsons, although I never thought I'd have that thankless job - ever! And my best friend Simon is also my cat. How I have survived with stage IV: treatments including chemo and surgery; palliative oncology; tenacity; a dark sense of humor; support groups; and my newly reinvented career as a vintage and antiques maven. Some days I miss the old me who led a well respected and well paid life as a business strategist in high tech. So much for that. I blog to simply share my experiences and my poetic approach with others who have cancer of any kind or with their care givers and those who love them. If one person at the very least finds a little commonality or a friend out in the ether tor a smile, a common nod about this experience, or even a link to assistance, then I have accomplished a small but extraordinarily meaningful goal. Go team.

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