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Your ashes don't speak to me Dad; they float silent in the ocean. I need you. I have questions about Don Quixote and Steinbeck. You implanted in me a love for literature, and then left me before the story was supposed to end. What is the theme? This plot ***** I inherited your anger. I think of you when I punch the wall and scream at my wife- spider web windshields. I cry through Man of La Mancha, and laugh at the memory of the stage you built us in the basement. Who does that? Props and scripts were our toys. I acted and lied my way through my first two marriages- always on. You were the great director; all your trophies are on the mantle. You thought the pizza place turned the volume down on the T.V when your speaking parts came on. I think you passed me your insanity. I've been to the nuthouse many times. I'm a poet Dad, two books published. I still remember you reading Kipling and Cummings to me. In third grade, I read from Of Mice and Men to my class. The teacher scolded me for saying, "Jesus Christ' and "Son of a ***** What a peasant! She missed the bigger picture; life doesn't go as planned.
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Jan 21, 2021
Jan 21, 2021 at 6:32 AM UTC
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Your ashes don't speak to me Dad; they float silent in the ocean. I need you. I have questions about Don Quixote and Steinbeck. You implanted in me a love for literature, and then left me before the story was supposed to end. What is the theme? This plot ***** I inherited your anger. I think of you when I punch the wall and scream at my wife- spider web windshields. I cry through Man of La Mancha, and laugh at the memory of the stage you built us in the basement. Who does that? Props and scripts were our toys. I acted and lied my way through my first two marriages- always on. You were the great director; all your trophies are on the mantle. You thought the pizza place turned the volume down on the T.V when your speaking parts came on. I think you passed me your insanity. I've been to the nuthouse many times. I'm a poet Dad, two books published. I still remember you reading Kipling and Cummings to me. In third grade, I read from Of Mice and Men to my class. The teacher scolded me for saying, "Jesus Christ' and "Son of a ***** What a peasant! She missed the bigger picture; life doesn't go as planned.
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59/M/Clear Lake
Jan 21, 2021
Jan 21, 2021 at 6:32 AM UTC
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