I sit. Stare. The blood wending inside you. Bolster. Flush. A pink smiling mouth. Cancer inside the mind. Once of brilliance and creative ferocity.

Now rapidly dividing. As I watch.

I want to scream at your head

GO AWAY

Leave us be. But instead, I sob. Crushed. Sick. Jovial when your eyes search. Smitten and bitten. All at once.

GO AWAY

written early 2016