Thursday, August 28, 2014

Illusions, Refusal

Near the end of the month
a new doctor,  a new prognosis
a new game.

What if she says
"3 months."

I shift my head, I look away.
I will not accept it.

As if we are negotiating.
As if I am buying--
then decide not to buy it.

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