Jenkins Street Poetry Project
A collection of original poems by Don Stinson
Friday, June 5, 2009
During Chemo
Blank appetite
And brittle hands
Conspire against you,
Kidneys aching
From poison flow,
Even your hair hurts.
These days stretch out
Like snakes in the sand
Or dreams in fevered sleep.
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