Love Is Always Worth the Pain

I met him in a grocery store

His laugh loud, his eyes quiet 

Balanced learned from years of compliance and defiance 

He's learned young that business serves a client 

Life is anarchy and autocracy 

We fought the same war 

We found the same peace 

Cancer taught us to find the ripest fruit on the floor 

My leg, his hip, our battle wounds 

Scars are celebrated only when they've healed

Dreams exchanged too soon 

His fate all but sealed 

When cancer in his brain was revealed 

He's not the only one I’m losing

He won't be the only one I’ve lost

My best friend died in april 

How many more am I going to lose to cancer this fall?

I’d give them all the juice of my fruit 

Giving is the elixir of friendship

Friendship has a side effect of loss 

But they dig into me with their cold fingertips 

How long before I quit...

How long before I'm just a fruitless pit?

I'm disappearing 

We, cancer survivors, are produce with no preservatives

Whether the disease be in the tongue, blood, lungs 

We are 100% organic 

Because only the good die young 

I know we don't shop for friends… 

We swipe

What’s plastered on the foreheads of these survivors 

Are overt best before dates 

My own does not ablate

Groceries cost by weight

Weigh the inevitable losses against the gains 

Are these friendships really worth the pain?

And when we watch the rotten limbs we chopped off each other 

Mutants mutilated 

When they freeze you before we leave you

Cadaver before dead 

Will these friendships be worth the pain?

I was abandoned at diagnosis 

My misfortune too unfortunate for them

They could only take sour in small doses 

I wanted to be the friend I didn't have then 


So we'll balance in an interdependent display

We'll go down to earth

I love them because they are so down to earth

We will live, love, grieve, die together 

And even if too soon I understand we return to earth

From where we once came 

Because yes, we've been vegetables 

And the pitiers who pursue companionship for personal gain

They will come by the masses

Feign again and again 

But if I’m here 

I promise my devotion will not wane 

Because the most excruciating lesson I've learned is 

That love is always worth the pain 

So if I check out

Or you check out 

Of this grocery store 

Know that I was never in it for the pc optimum points


by Fabienne de Cartier of BAM! Youth Slam
performed at Toronto Poetry Slam finals (2020)

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