As long as
counter-
intuitive
is a thing,
common
sense
isn’t a thing.
As long as
counter-
intuitive
is a thing,
common
sense
isn’t a thing.
Comes a time in
everyone’s
life when the most
thrilling event
of a week is
not a party
or a present
or promotion
or lottery
win, but just a
low blood pressure
reading for once.
Once upon a
time I was much
more than the sum
of my ailments
and side effects
of medicines,
but now I have
no time left for
anything else.
Anxiety
will cunningly
disguise itself
with the symptoms
of heart disease
and the cancers
playing hide and
seek with your mind.
Monsters in
the cupboard?
Or monsters
under the
bed? No, the
monsters in
my body
set off the
night fears now.
I was not
aware of
taking my
first breath and
I will not
be aware
of my last,
but all the
others were
precious.
The sign at the
Supermarket
checkout proudly
said “new winners
every day”,
which is a much
better deal than
we all get at
the Life checkout.
You don’t battle
cancer,
but you do
battle
side effects
and
after effects
that are
caused by
cancer
treatment.
Last school day,
last work day,
last drive,
last sex,
last walk,
last outdoors,
last room,
last meal,
last breath.
Good time
Bad time
Quick time
Slow time
First time
Last time
Past time
Present.