The Fatherland
is a place where fathers
have hammerhands.
They build play houses
and break the glass on doors
when small daughters accidentally
lock themselves in.
They wash hair without ever
letting soap sting eyes,
smooth tangles
from bird's nest hair
and tuck tuckered out
baby girls in bed.
Then, sometime after
the first wife's funeral
and the second wife's
inaugural ball
they drop discarded daughter
on her head.
have hammerhands.
They build play houses
and break the glass on doors
when small daughters accidentally
lock themselves in.
They wash hair without ever
letting soap sting eyes,
smooth tangles
from bird's nest hair
and tuck tuckered out
baby girls in bed.
Then, sometime after
the first wife's funeral
and the second wife's
inaugural ball
they drop discarded daughter
on her head.
3 Comments:
this. just whenever you can get to these is fine
Very well done mate, I cannot really find fault with this piece, I have reexamined the last lines several times, at first read, they came across a little flippant but I have decided they finish the poem correctly, with just the right tone.
Good stuff
Thanks. This ones been sitting with me for a long time now. Finally wrote it last night.
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