She tried to pile
Laughter
Over the holes in her eyes
But the whirlpool
Sucked
It all the way in.
She tried to smile
After
And fain her surprise
But the girl still
Knew
She just couldn't win
In her hollow metal skull
Laughter bouncing round
Makes no sound
But the tolling of the bell
A war in which
Just she is in
She cannot win.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Fatherhood
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