Monday, January 02, 2017
The Disease
Cal B acquired a mysterioso
disease. Various syndrome
labels were attached to it,
but the blood tests, and
numerous other tests, showed
nothing. Again and again.
He was dying. Spiritual cures
beckoned.
He attended one support group
meeting in a dank warehouse and
chanting.
That helped...in a general sense.
The inevitable keeps edging close.
A Specialist flown in.
He likes the nightlife.
No surprise to anyone: the World
is moving on.
And doesn't wave as it passes.
Labels: bloodwork, death, disease, medical conditions, tests
