we are at the zoo when
your doctor calls you
talk about the lump i
fill gaps from a half
conversation sun beats
on our bare heads i
think of cancer nervous
meerkats sit up take
notice as you ask a
phone do I need an
ultrasound we all turn
heads inquisitively
awaiting an answer
© rob walker
First published on Justin Lowe’s bluepepper blog, Feb 2011.
http://bluepepper.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-poetry-by-rob-walker_14.html
Also in tropeland (Five Islands Press) 2015