Dec 2014
How do you bear it,
My dear lady?
Staring across the table,
Watching that man shovel
Without a bit on your plate?
How are you sane?
My lovely friend?
Sitting on the couch
Hearing the slurp of his beer, the tenth?
With that dry worry on your lip?
How do you feel?*
My sweet mother?
As ugly words, waving hands
Swear at you and us?
My beautiful mom, mommy dear,
Do you even see or hear?
My dear lady?
Staring across the table,
Watching that man shovel
Without a bit on your plate?
How are you sane?
My lovely friend?
Sitting on the couch
Hearing the slurp of his beer, the tenth?
With that dry worry on your lip?
How do you feel?*
My sweet mother?
As ugly words, waving hands
Swear at you and us?
My beautiful mom, mommy dear,
Do you even see or hear?
