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Fathers Eve

Fathers Eve

 

Brian Felsen

 

I

 

 

“Let’s play chase, daddy!

Let’s play chase!”

 

I bathe in your warm smell,

the glow of your laugh,

the furrow of apprehension,

A romance reincarnate.

 

I still took pride

In my down

Until the cry.

Let’s nuzzle. Come.

I won’t harm

or abandon -

 

Looted of license to play carefree

And with these romaine stems to tend I tendered –

 

basic training, bonsai training, boxing training

And kept our cage clean –

 

For sweet pup, compliant baby,

 

Hear me -

And cower when need be.

 

And every night I sang you a lullaby:

Take pride in yourself, little pup, little pup

And play where you will, my darling baby.

II

 

As you grew

I tried to harvest cheer

in how clear you came to see me -

not as that scientist above

but as a hairy bigger

boar,

 

and still scratched my head at how you scurried

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Fathers Eve

  • Author: Brian Felsen
  • Published: 2016-08-13 04:40:08
  • Words: 773
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