Inspired by Red Rover, Red Rover
Cancer
We hold hands like children,
and our line is bound
in palm sweat mortar
fingers entwined
like roots.
We cannot cover our ears
to ignore
the called names
that force us to let go.
Cancer
We hold hands like children,
and our line is bound
in palm sweat mortar
fingers entwined
like roots.
We cannot cover our ears
to ignore
the called names
that force us to let go.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson