The Uninvited Guest

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She coughs.
Five minutes, ten.
Twenty minutes, an hour
she coughs. The body knows,
and rejects. She’s tired
and sore. And she coughs.

Cancer is like an
uninvited dinner guest.
Brought by an uncle,
this guest gets drunk
off your wine
and won’t leave.

He sits across the table
with a sneer on his lips.
Sometimes quiet and brooding
sometimes yelling and
breaking glasses.

We have a new vernacular
in our house.
A new way of thinking.
Like how bringing home
a baby changes your
life overnight.
Except this baby is dark,
with sharp teeth.

And soon they will put
poison into my wife.
To see which one is stronger.
The angry malignancy
inherited with her genes,
or my sweet, lovely bride.

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