Christmas'

1992;

my first christmas. My mother
spends it in hospital.
He is ill.

1997;

my fifth christmas. I receive
the
Snow White dolls house
From the missing body
who
went for a walk with the fairies.

2001;

my ninth christmas. I run in
demanding attention after
my parents have been in hospital
all night. He was ill again.

2003;

The other; she is missing too.
October 31st. My mother witnessed
her mam, a lifeless soul upon the
floor.
She still sees her now, everytime
we visit.

2008;

Bile, I remember. Putrid smells
from a cancer infested liver.

2009;

Will we be Missing another?

It will be cancer again.

2010 2011 2012 2013 2014
What next? Just keep giving
me shit, more for me to cope with.
Why don't you test me some
more, hey? Why not? Sure i don't
need any more practise at this?
Just keep testing me and i'll
keep throwing punches untill
I miss,
give up and

sod it.