Got my first treatment a couple of days ago for this stage four malignancy. Woe is me. It was two shots in my belly that reportedly last a month or so with some pills to sing along. The process was fine, the people pros, their concern feels genuine, but I feel that drop dead date closer to months than years.
The Pest
sad sad add hoc post and a cheat of a beat as Logic dictates
The Takeaway
Says something..just what I don’t know yet.
Guess poems April Why
whom knows noise .for some reason this be a fading fast day
A Mess To Decompress
A poem and some ego laden aural
nonsense.
Angel’s Share
A decades old poem, and a beat in a questionable key….that somehow appealed to me!