Something’s Fishy
Here’s a poem I wrote during chemo, the one that goes with the new video by John Clanton:
My Cancer Journey Acted Out in a Fish Tank
The cancer center’s aquarium
is so peaceful and serene
until you study if for awhile
and discover that one fish
is terrorizing all the others.
They’re collectively aware of him
at all times. (I assume the bad guy’s
male due to the aggression,
who else starts wars, but the culprit
could be female for all I know.)
Anyway, I watch in fascination
as this hellish underwater existence
plays out. The clown fish
and little orange and black dudes
hide easily in nooks and crannies,
staying beyond the bully’s bite.
But the unfortunate blue one’s
too big and has no choice
but to swim out in the open
where the striped terrorist lurks.
His life’s a constant escape,
putting distance between himself
and his nemesis, who’d nip
his tail at a moment’s notice.
Soooo déjà vu.
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