I Hate Dust

It is easier to complain about dust than cancer

It is easier to see

And easier to remove.

I can be angry about the dust.

I can wipe it clean and it is gone.

The dust will not ravage a body

Like cancer can.

I can tell if the dust has returned

Before I know about the cancer.

Both are silent things

One floats through the air,

The other slides through the blood stream.

Both alight somewhere

And start to accumulate,

Clogging up the works

Making the house unclean.

Just a little lemon oil and a dust rag are all I need

to remove the dust, but,

I wonder how chemo smells

And if everything glows and sparkles inside

When it is through.

I hate dust.

~Kathie Adams Brown (4-19-12)