December 25, 2008

my father's drawer in the basement

by Justin Hyde

a few
college psychology textbooks
and some
poorly written essays
with pathetic doodles
in the margins.

the sum total
of his
intellectual life.

i don't have a drawer.

i've got
ten plastic tubs
full of
spiral notebooks:

there's a couple pages
about wanting to abort my son
when i first found out
my wife was pregnant,

drafts of poems
about fucking
gutter cunts
in bar restrooms

cheating on
my wife


wanting to
mother in law.

everything my boy needs
to see his old man's
got the heart of a paperclip
and the soul
of a flea.

but there's this too
you little
snooping bastard.

i love you.


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