Dialysis (Lucille Clifton)

after the cancer, the kidneys refused to continue.
they closed their
thousand eyes.

blood fountains from the blind man’s arm and decorates the tile
today. somebody mops it up.

the woman who is over ninety cries for her mother, if our dead were
here they would save us.

we are not supposed to hate the dialysis unit. we are not supposed
to hate the universe.

this is not supposed to happen to me. after the cancer the body
refused to lose any more. even the poisons were claimed and kept

until they threatened to destroy the heart they loved. in my dream a
house is burning.

something crawls out of the fire cleansed and purified.
 in my
dream i call it light.

after the cancer i was so grateful to be alive. i am alive and furious.
Blessed be even this?

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