it is the saddest thing
metastasis,
when the fluids do not
just stay in the lungs
but in the heart
in the liver
practically all over
the body
the big C,
AT the apex of its success
one cries out
God's will be done
and takes a smile at the last
shot.
These are poetic experiments. Man's quest for the poetic element never ceases. He is always caught in the eye of awe. He does not make the rules now. The rules change depending on the emotion that time and space feed him. He must see everything with his wide eyes gaping. The beginning of poetry too, like philosophy is wonder. Look and see. Do not stop wondering You are the poet. And everything is poetry. Wonder. Wander.
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