Snip my brown hair
with left-handed scissors,
Read by christmas tree, choke
on a loony. Bite
his tongue and stop breathing.
Play Beethoven.
Teach me to do his homework, science
terms, clock
creeping past ten for
the first time.
Cleanse his way out of cancer,
lung kind, no chemo. Feel
the vibration of colors.
Turn piano book pages. Listen.
Touch my feet till I cry.
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This poem makes me want to know more. Is it about your dad? How did he choke on a loony? Were you doing homework together until after 10:00? Was he your teacher? Neat descriptions.
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