Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Father


.
So, Dad had a stroke
and before that he'd had brainscans.
He suffered from headaches.
If he'd survived the stroke he
would have been a vegetable.

Mom's started regretting talking to me
about him.
Guilt and shame.
Father's weapons.

I wonder how much she
suffered his silence?

In the pulpit he was in his
element.
Master of all he surveyed.
The centre of the universe.
The arbiter of morals.

Power.
.

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