Since the shovel is out, and since I'm riding a steroid rocket right now (prescribed), and I have more energy in my mind than I've had in some time, well instead of taking this 3-parter slowly, I'm going to plow ahead, shovel firmly in hand.
i can no longer call you cancer
after finding out your name is greek for the crab
with its many legs
here and there
under this rock
i shall call you by your formal name -
or your fully baptized name -
follicular non-hodgkins lymphoma
or your nickname -
my annoying roommate mr L
but I will not have creepy crawlies
trying to creepy-crawl their way
through my waters.
i shall see you written as c-answer when i hear your name
and think of you pointing to
the one I may never find.
my own holy grail.