Born imperceptible till puberty
When almost suddenly the breasts began
Ascending to the sky in uberty
Announcing their timely life, form and span
34B sounds like a room number
Except that breasts are bourn by frame and lace
Freedom’s afforded to those in slumber
Those liberal ones too, Look at my face
Cancer is a frequent cocky outcome
Growing together with one or both breasts
Wanting to raise its own while we succumb
To its sweeping quest despite all those tests
Oncology is the dirtiest word
Yet fuck, prick, pussy are those being slurred
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I like her; I could watch her the rest of my life. She has breasts that smile. – Philip K. Dick
About the Creator
Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
Comments (1)
Oncology is the dirtiest word. That was so powerful!