drmstream[writing]

The impor­tance of things my father said

I might be asked
To speak at his funeral.

I’ll struc­ture the sen­tences to soften
The bru­tal impact remembered

From a ques­tion he asked once
About my grand­fa­ther that screamed

“Why is he so stu­pid?“
Grandpa liked fishing

Out by the bridge pylons.
My father ran out things to say

And drank beer,
Star­ing at his line,

The rank squid smell
Climb­ing out of the metal tin.

My grand­fa­ther liked the Mets
And to hear peo­ple get worked up

Over their prob­lems.
If he had over­heard my dad

Grandpa would have laughed
With­out explain­ing.  That laugh

Taught me more than any­thing
My father ever said.

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