THE LOVE SONG OF CANCER BOY
Two days out of the hospital and kind of bitter
I could end up being that asshole
My cancer is more important than your petty triumphs
and set backs
I am Cancer Boy
Look upon my diaries and despair
I look up and chills are drenched in blood
The jaws of gold illuminated a sunset fire
The sky mass of darkness clouds
held up by those bloody pampers
But then how am I going to build up
my neo-platonic high rise to whatever
blissy heaven is up there?
The only face that matters to me now
the only face that sparks is my wife’s
Romantic?
Sickeningly so?
It sounds like a cheap line
But there you go
This means she is more important to me
than ever before and I am terrified
of losing that face
the kindness
the sympathy…. If I lose that,
I am nothing
Please my love,
let me ask even more of you
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