Cancer

You just pretend they are all there.
Right in front of everyone willing to see
A marvelous but malign lie
That keeps emptiness hidden
A lot longer.

The thing is that things will surely
not make any good this way.

Well, one could say that “any” is too much.
It has its place keeping warmth and stuff
In hand.

Will you be there? Will it be because of the
Inner consuming disease? A cancer submitting
What is left to the humiliation of exposition?

There is a deep wish of believing what is said.
What is meant should be highlighted
As if subtitles became visible in real-life.

Too much to be desired?