The wart

It was growing before my wife’s cancer.

It waxes and wanes,

Grows big and painful in the winter,

But almost disappears each summer.

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A kindly doctor offered to freeze it off,

But warned of a little pain.

I took that to be a lot of pain,

And I had a lot of travel at the time.

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She gave me instead a script for some poison

Which the pharmacy couldn’t source.

I’ve since prescribed myself walking barefoot

And filing it down when I seldom remember to.

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It’s a curious thing,

My health, which was always lousy

Has been better than ever,

But for this niggling detail.

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It’s nearly gone now,

But I’m pretty sure it was too

This time last year,

As we buried her ashes

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With that teaspoon

In that awfully tidy place

Far away.

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Wish me luck,

And the wart.

And be grateful

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5 thoughts on “The wart

    1. Wow, 94 responses!

      I don’t think I’m looking for a cure, as it’s not really a problem.

      I’m under dermatology at the excellent Guys Hospital and they have me on an immuno suppressant injection which costs £1,000s, but is down to once in 5 weeks, I think it’s helping, and the wart, and sore eyes are the only unfortunate side affects. The wart could be 5 years old, or more, and it is what you say, but I find those words too ugly to utter.

      The funny thing about it being infectious is it’s never found the other foot.

      And it really goes down in the summer, so I’m going to try keeping shoes off as much as I can, perhaps take a long winter break somewhere warm where it’s acceptable to go shopping barefoot. Perhaps I’d like that.

      Thanks Michael.

      S.

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