The Hospital is by the Beach
I’ve been here for Seven years
and I did not know it
In the waiting room
the sick sunbathe
we take photos of the people swimming
I have the same lump as a year ago
0.9 centimeters of fibrous tissue
in my right breast
My lump is good
Mom’s was bad, but she is good
I buy her books
And send them by mail
I tell her I have free shopping vouchers
otherwise she won’t let me buy them
“Don't you dare buy me books
Save your money- you’ll need it”
But I don’t spend.
I go to work
I clean virtual glasses
put them in tourists
“Can you see well like this?”
I go back home
That disinfectant
Cracks my hands
A year ago
I ignored the lump for months
How stupid could I be
Back then, I did spend -
Everyday
At Narcotics Anonymous
the old members
give their phone numbers to the newbies
just in case you need to Talk
just in case your soul Breaks
“do you need to see a doctor?
i’ll come with you to your gastrocopy
i don’t want your guts to be alone”
churches are closed at night
God isn’t in Heaven
he is in the ready-meal aisle
of the 24-hour supermarket
The 800 kiometers
between my mother and me
dissapear
when we watch the same show
Thanks to TV
for
Existing
Palm trees
and dirty Beach sand
crowded by pigeons
good thing it’s not cancer-
That would really suck
now that
I want to live