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Love, Death, Surgery
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Love starts small.
 1
At first, it’s just a smile,
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a glance,
 3
a kind word,
 4
or a one night stand.
 5
A tiny cell of feeling.
 6
 
 
Love grows quickly.
 7
Before you can stop
 8
it, it’s transformed,
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         mutated,
 10
into something bigger,
 11
stronger,
 12
something that hungers.
 13
 
 
It eats you from the bottom up.
 14
It starts down low,
 15
in a foot,
 16
or lung,
 17
testicle or breast.
 18
It metastasizes,
 19
spreading across you,
 20
converting every atom,
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until you think of nothing else,
 22
and then you die,
 23
          Consumed
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by your hunger.
 25
 
 
There are treatments.
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No cure,
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everything is merely palliative.
 28
If you’re lucky,
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and you catch it early,
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you can amputate it.
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You lose a little
 32
of yourself in the process,
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but if you’re lucky,
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you’ll be left with nothing
 35
but scars
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and a minor absence
 37
of yourself.
 38
 
 
The unlucky ones:
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no matter how
 40
much they cut out
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always get left
 42
with one more
 43
tiny cell of feeling
 44
ready to grow
 45
all over again.
 46

17 Oct 06

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Magnificent and tru
 — Him

Needs to be more concise.
 — unknown

Spell check your title
 — unknown

ack, typo!
 — unknown

The idea was beautifully captured...
 — Nostalgia

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