Sunday, June 15, 2014

The Damned Patriarchy

My dad was much better than all your dads: smarter,
kinder, more gentle, listened, could beat your dad up, 
could drive with one hand, whistle-in screech owls,
quote bible verses, give advice, spank me with a
razor strop, loved Shakespeare, go out for the Xmas
tree on Xmas Eve to get a cheap one, distribute the
body and blood of Christ to them who wanted it, watched
football 3 inches away from the tv screen, studied birds
and the Gospel of John, fell asleep at the dining room 
table, turned a hot shower to cold in the mornings and 
what a loud hullaballoo he made...

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