Curt Eriksen
Cancer
Cancer is not an ugly word
though it calls to mind
a crab with forty thousand heads
and infinite claws and dirty pincers
clipping furiously at the single frayed thread
that suspends each of us above the well
where we have buried and hidden
our hopes of a painless exit
from a long and greedy life ended
with the dignity that everyone deserves.
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