Person-ally
I’m stripped – not take it person’ly?
When all I am’s for all to see –
I’m vulnerable, a bit the fool,
So wonder 'bout agreement two.For person-hood is to a girl
Not simply metaphysical –
It’s also ’bout who I have been
When I’ve been there, and me you’ve seen.Adjusting to the world to come
As I sit quiet; think of mom;
The papers filled; the arm-band on;
This crazy gown; diminished sound.My world pulls in; my focus there –
A cancer-site to be repaired;
A breast removed; then there will be
The reconstructive surgery.That part’s for them, my action team;
My part’s inside, and it might seem
They have the tougher work to do,
But I must leave a girl I knew.And parting’s always hard for me;
It’s personal, for you’ll agree
That girl whom I must leave behind
A person is – here in my mind.I trust when it’s all said and done,
And when this treatment’s course is run,
I’ll find that on the other side
My person-hood will still reside.“Don’t take this person’ly”, say you
(the gist of that agreement two) –
“Most times it’s just the other’s guff”,
This time it’s mine – OK – enough!navigation