FATHER
When he wakes up,
my father wants to know
why he died so early.
I never know what
to tell him. I make
up a story about the
inevitability of falling
out of bed at least once
in every lifetime. My
father doesn't believe me.
"I am your father,"
he reminds me
and cautions me again
not to count on much.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
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