my daughter lies inconsolable
on the couch
sobbing herself to hyperventilation
convinced her world is at an end
my soon to be ex-wife glares
at me with a hatred
only thirteen years worth
of marital neglect
and sexual apathy
can nurture
and I revert back
to shadow form
a vaguely human-shaped blank
cast upon the walls
of this family
as the television
runs constant commercials
praising the latest
male enhancement formulas
successful men flanked
by their adoring women
claim the secret
to a blissful marriage
amounts to little more than
a little extra girth
a little extra length
there’s no pill in the world
that can negate
a history of
emotional abandonment
no topical solution
that cures
financial irresponsibility
when my wife tells me
I’m a hard man
I’m not what
the commercials preach toward
1 comments:
This is why you are one of the best, Karl. It hurt to read this it's so good and true and HARD! Now I sound like one of those fucking commericals....
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