I take a turn
around the Charles
into a lake of shadow.

I used to take that turn
in the middle of a seven mile run
I took every other night, years ago.

I was not a fast runner,
and the turn grew darker
as my heavy feet drew closer.

I now envisage
the turn as a
launch into the unknown.
 

That’s how dark it was at three a.m.

This is the turn which has grown with me, become part of me.
I take that turn every day now,
venturing into the dark of the unknowns of cancer.

I have become the turn.
 

This is the turn

That has grown with me,

Become part of me.

I take that turn every day now,

Venturing into the dark of the unknowns

Of cancer.

I have become the turn.