Twilight fades Through blistered avalon The sky’s cruel torch On aching autobahn Into the uncertain divine We scream into the last divide You make me real You make me real Strong as i feel You make me real Sheila rides on crashing nightingale Intake eyes leave passing vapor trails With blushing brilliance alive Because it’s [...]
Posts tagged ‘hospital’
To Sheila
Band Together Christchurch
And yes its true, we’re very young, and we have sticks and stones and bruises, can we undo what has been done, is this the way destiny chooses, you and me, you and me, you and me – we are a New Zealand. Its you and I…. AOTEAROA – MINUIT I forget in this mish [...]
Chemo & Penguin Caps
Beats, bass, rhythm, breaks, guitar strum, record spun [hats(?)] que pasa me casa su casa now tell me what I’m after……………………. ALL THAT JAZZ - DJ FREASH & MC DARRISON In less than 24 hours I will be off to the hospital to be poisoned, I know deep down that I have some cells left. [...]
Chemo Class – part 2
So today for the re-education of Liz Marneros……Part two of my chemo class… My nurse, the poor thing she can tell just by looking at me I don’t want to be here and tries her best to just tell me what I need and not all the other crap that I already know, although today’s [...]
Q&A for cancer yay
So today for some unknown reason Lauren Hill Circa the miss education of, is playing in my head Everything is everything, what is meant to be will be, after winter, must come spring, change comes eventually…………………………. My session at the doc’s today was manly a Q&A session. I was given a book by Mikes sister [...]
27 Days has September
I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is ‘Who in the world am I?’ Ah, that’s the great puzzle! Alice in [...]
23rd August, Day 8, Don’t be late
Get up have a shower and decide to write on myself, above my left breast “it’s time to say hello good buy” and take some pic’s. I figure that I won’t have, well I won’t have these boobs for much longer let alone two. My reconstruction work will be done after the chemo, bad news [...]
21st August, Work is grand
Work. I like work. My job is getting payed to talk shit, and do hair. Its a Saturday so were kinda busy, and through the day I go one by one and tell my clients, they are all concerned, which is nice, I tell my stories of how I found me a wig already and how I will most [...]
