Heat Lightning
This is weird, but my first Taxol (IV chemo) treatment spurred me to go write another fucking poem. . . Go figure. Heat Lightning Practical Taxol will grin you a pin Pine needles off the forest floor to flood your intimate unfoldings A swarm of ants rushing your pants And not the good kind either You reach down to make sure they are in fact all in your head But then your head is where it all is The narrative you’ve chosen The story you tell The way you assemble a lineage fro
