by jake izenberg
Did anyone else see
that pair of kidneys just walk by?
they were purple, puckered, and soft, two fist-sized beans
not liquid, not quite solid.
not still, but not quite throbbing!
Blood in, blood out
advil in, slowly strangling them!
in plain sight. My god!
Can you also see what I see?
The slow poisoning in plain sight
of organs, aging,
every a-pop-tosis like a ticking
time-bomb, every nec-rosis one more inch
toward the grave?