Fear like an umbilical cord is wrapped about my neck.
Intestines are like pirates knots.
Fighting for a breath.
Anxiety overtakes me in a line up
I have to jump out of my skin.
Today’s list of activities crumbles
like a forgotten biscuit in my pocket.
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my experience of dealing with an ileostomy, colon cancer and the canadian medical system.
1 comment:
What a great poem! I have never gone on a blog site before....I heard that Laura Davis (as in Courage to Heal) who has also had cancer...has a blog....don't know the site though....
Nancy
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