Monday, May 18, 2015

New poem: SPLINTERED.

watching families on TV
squirming with a mix of empathy and recognition:
there's the father-turned-co-mother on TRANSPARENT
asking the youngest daughter
Would You Be Around If I Didn't Write Checks?
and there's the family on AMERICAN CRIME
that loses one member 
and finds very little in common
to want to stay in touch
with each other
>
no place in the world
no status you've earned at work
no nucleus of friends you've gathered
will give appropriate distance
from these words and thoughts:
didn't do enough
wish I had tried harder
why don't you love me
did more than enough
I did too much
so it's your turn now

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