phta, phtaoems
He aged me in his head
and it wasn’t pretty. Besides,
he never even met my father
(only 17 more years to go
if I go when he went).
Sexual congress.
Restless leg syndrome.
Last night after some
correspondence and
Diamond Mine I
cooked dinner
(rice, stirfry,
and chick-peas)
for the both of us
then we watched
Betty Boop episodes
until my eyelids
got heavy.
I think he’s thinking
of some other father.
