Thursday, March 8, 2007

wild man

You're usually pretty good
when it comes to letting me
know
in no uncertain terms
approximately what time
you will be arriving home
and calling me.

It never fails.

It doesn't matter what time
of the day or night
you say you're going to call.
That's around the time
all of the other calls
start coming in ...
My Grandmother,
My Public Defender,
the probation officer,
the bill collectors,
more bill collectors,
and then ...
even more bill collectors.
Sometimes ten to twelve calls
come in
right around the time your call is
supposedly coming.
I am always concerned
you are trying to get through
but can't.

It's amazing how much
shit
a man has to go through
just to earn the right

to fuck off.

And where the
fuck
were you?

submitted by: bryon

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