Anecdote Hinting at a Recurring Fear
When he told B. B. it was terminal
The doctor likened the disease’s spread
To weeds taking over a lawn.
It’s impossible to get them all, he concluded.
What bullshit, B.B. thought at the whole idea of being
Shut off at the height of twenty-six
That a lawn survives with care in spite of weeds
And a goddamn doctor can’t even kill me
With an accurate analogy.
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