by his friends
my uncle was known
as uncle
****
because he curled the word
as if his mouth
came before it
and waited.
he took me to a meeting once
because he wanted me to have
real coffee.
he winked as if to say
I know a paper cup
when I hold
a paper
cup.
he said as if to say
********
it’s not like you’re watching
someone else
live your life
it’s like you’re someone else
not helping.
uncle **** didn’t believe in oversleeping.
he believed in making a blindfold
for the blind.
I was at my best
letting him think
he gave me
my first
cigarette.
everything you’ve heard was read by me.
Sep 10, 2013
Sep 10, 2013 at 9:33 PM UTC
by his friends
my uncle was known
as uncle
****
because he curled the word
as if his mouth
came before it
and waited.
he took me to a meeting once
because he wanted me to have
real coffee.
he winked as if to say
I know a paper cup
when I hold
a paper
cup.
he said as if to say
********
it’s not like you’re watching
someone else
live your life
it’s like you’re someone else
not helping.
uncle **** didn’t believe in oversleeping.
he believed in making a blindfold
for the blind.
I was at my best
letting him think
he gave me
my first
cigarette.
everything you’ve heard was read by me.
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