Cancer

Do I make a cocktail

and pretend like

nothing happened?

Do I mother you

and bear the 

flatulence in my womb?

Do I unmake 

our small history,

into metaphors of everyday life ?

Surplus

When my infinity cannot
hold you any longer
then it is time to realize
that no amount of preparation
is enough

to let go of the surplus

except when it 

is taken away

in strangeness and in war.