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Monday, April 26, 2010

Lisa © 2010 Claudia Schlottman

Cowboy boots, red & black & scuffed
                         
swallow spindly legs   chemo-smooth

& pale.     Khaki shorts droop past a 

waist whittled by a tummy tuck
   
the one good thing   she says   to come

of this cancer.   A ripped white tee cascades down 

her ravaged chest   both breasts carved away 

the healthy one   they say   just to be sure.

Gray hairs sprout from a worn

bandana tied in a do-rag over her ears

 & cold-blue eyes tattooed with sooty semi circles 

sink in an ashen face laid waste 

by poisons meant to buy her one 

more spring. 


© cj Schlottman 2010






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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

interesting...he tries to look hot, even though he has grey hairs. still sounds hot to me...

my entry

http://zongrik.wordpress.com/2011/10/02/triolet-vi/

The Poet said...

Hello.
This is as vivid as it gets and sadly all too real for many sufferers & survivors of the dreaded disease.

Thanks for sharing & visiting. I appreciate your comments.

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dsnake1 said...

oh wow! this is a powerful piece of work. the chemo's just to buy time, but there's always a glimmer of hope.