Saturday, July 24, 2010

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.

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