Paul Sampson
Before the Cancer Checkup
 
 
The background mutter of disease:
mosquito whine in the middle of the mind’s night.
Think of something else.
 
"I'd like to die of something else," I tell my doctor.
"Yes," he says, "A nice heart attack."  But he doesn't promise
and he doesn't say when.
 
“When” is a Frequently Asked Question
here in the Borrowed Time Zone,
a FAQ of life. Don’t ask.