The Cancer Notification Poem by RIC BASTASA

there is a time
and i know it has dawned upon you
late that night
that you do not want any pore of your skin
or tip of your hair
for another scrutinizing
scan

cancer is just a cell
that screams and goes berserk
runs amok
in those complacent organs
and chokes everyone that
it meets


soon it will be a time-bomb that explodes
and kills all those
innocent bystanders

you are prepared i know
and there is nothing to worry

cancer is your paid ticket to another trip
this time

the place will be exciting
exotic

or quixotic

since everyone goes there anyway
and those who left earlier

so far did not come back to report
about such an
enigmatic travel

look for a travelogue
there are no notes

enjoy the trip
grab the ticket
it is free

the flight is certain
nothing canceled
nothing rerouted

but this time there are no duty free stores around

you are


alone.....


(perhaps still scared) and you look at the announcing electronic board

there is no fixed time yet

oh yes, the doctor will tell
you approximately

not the travel agent of yours