What odd sensations

My tongue feels false in my mouth

Metallic, slug-like

Fingers and toes feel blunted

As if stubbed repeatedly

Chemo brain is real

Second guessing every move

Doubting what you said

Or what your thought you had said

Or when you thought you said it.

A new injection,

Each day keeps me from sickness.

Small bandages are forming,

Constellations along the-

Equator of my body.

Thursday was harder.

Like a freight train, it hit me-

This was expected.

And I got through it okay,

Tomorrow will be better