in the catholic man's office

Poem based on a memory, i was thinking in an exclusively poetic way, for whatever reason and wrote this, and forgot about it. i was in NEW JOIZEE when i wrote it.

  a silence to feast upon

                   and i can't hold its girth

           pray for another silence,

         to assess your worth

                   those who judge with true vigor are still of this earth

 

          

         

                    first they spoke

                                    then my mother pleaded

                  he said to her "stop begging"

                                    their voices retreated

                        he ignores the questions my father spits

                                         and peppers in stunted laughter

                                           

           so this is new jersey

Author's Note

go ham