Intro to the Black Spot
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
2y ago
From the time we are born we are on a journey a traveler on a road at some point we will come to a fork and have to make a decision which road to take It is these decisions that make us who we are You can lie to others you can even lie to yourself but if someone was to look at a map of the roads you have taken they would know who you are This book is about one such road I was cruising down life’s highway sun shining ,warm with a slight breeze perfect traveling weather when I can across a sign It said Cancer ahead I looked in the rearview but there was no going back suddenly it got very dark an ..read more
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Groceries
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
2y ago
I am a paper bag before the storm my bones protrude ominously like the fins of a shark above the waves my hair once a field of wheat now resembles Kansas in the 1930’s my legs as unstable as a three legged barstool ridden by a drunken fat man leaning back tempting gravity my spirit exhausted from the constant battles forever retreating and now my back is against the wall I am a paper bag before the storm and the forecast is for rain ..read more
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Untitled
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
2y ago
The news came in like a cold autumn rain before the snow It always seems to come in threes like some perverse triangle encompassing you It is only the thought of spring that keeps us from falling into despair ..read more
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Lying naked in a field of green
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
2y ago
light reflects     off the fields   burning green   upon my eyes     green…the color of jealousy     as they watch the clouds     freely pass overhead     and listen     to the babbling brook     swiftly flow by   on an adventure     to some far off land     and the field must sit there     and wait     as the summer turns to emptiness     to be cover by the snow ..read more
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Esmeralda
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
3y ago
Death took me by the hand as she often does told me she wanted to take me to a place I had never been But as fate would have it she spotted a food truck by the side of the road and muttered to herself ” I love me some soul food.” and off she went I took the opportunity to escape her shadow and headed to the sacred place to see the pharaoh shaman He put me through the rituals Afterwards I rang the bell like some holocaust Quasimodo… I was cancer free and I owed it all to my Esmeralda and yeah I cried too ..read more
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Black blood
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
3y ago
poison makes its way through my veins like a Panzer through polish streets leaving my life’s highway in ruins I become a pincushion for every lab tek nurse and phlebotomist walking the halls of this sanitized hell leaving me guessing is the cure worse than the disease ..read more
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Gallo’s
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
3y ago
I feel a tightening in my throat as I take those thirteen steps as I watch the sunset wondering if I shall see it rise ..read more
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Poison pill
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
3y ago
They push chernobyl through your veins once they do you will never be the same ..read more
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Empty vessel
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
3y ago
I am the discarded skin of a locust clinging to life like the bark of a decaying stump ..read more
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Chemo
Terry Smith
by terrysmithatrist
3y ago
This blood soaked phallic symbol dangling between my legs is about as useless as a statue of St. Gianna Beretta Molla on the corner of 7th ave and anywhere if a bird took a dump the subsequent vibrations would certainly cause a junkie earthquake moments later it is all like some top 40’s song on the radio from a different era ..read more
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