Monday, February 12, 2007

The Mistress

Since December eighty eight
I have watched my father
Go out on secret dates
With someone else than my mother

Someone he'd hide in his closet,
Top shelf on the right behind the blankets;
To help him go through the day
He had to gulp her down to feel okay.

For the past twelve years
I have watched my father
Choose different kind of beers
Over his children and my mother.

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