"Give him another round of chemo";
the physician peers out the window.
Silent sheets hang from the craggy frame they hide:
Invisible grey flesh,
silent tears of resignation.
A long cold winter
Longer and colder is made.
The physician playing god,
so rarely changes the outcome,
but so easily the weather.
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Thursday, April 19, 2007
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