I.
I haven’t spoken to my brother in ten years.
His brain was slammed in a car accident,
never got any therapy because dad didn’t believe in it.
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wow, Michael. you have intertwined comedy with tragedy so tightly that by the time i reached the end of this i couldn't decide whether i wanted to laugh or sob like a baby. outstanding work! Jake
This is such a great poem. This makes me want to do the same............but I wouldn't insult you by imitating. You've done a great job and I think the majority of families are dysfunctional, most people just hide it very well. I like your honesty. Sincerely, Mary
Michael, Takes guts to write a poem like this, especially the final stanza. Good work. John
Yes, Michael. We were watching 'Six Feet Under'. My wife commented that the difficulties of the characters are more extreme than those of most of us. I said I don't know about that, we just tend to take our own lives as 'given'.
And that, my dear Michael, is probably one of the reasons you are a poet (instead of a serial murderer) . And still your mourn your mother's death and write these details so you know you are not dysfunctional. Good poem. Thanks for sharing...and welcome back! Raynette
... and I thought my family was wayout enough...your admirable poem helps to link us all in this - what? - tragic farce or farcical tragedy called family, whom we love so desperately... thanks.