1.parked cars
you parked closest
to the door,
not a care
transporting yourself
easily inside,
probably not thinking twice
that i would have to
park on the street,
pulling a kid from the
back seat,
as well as hauling a car seat,
heavy with an infant.
sure, i will take the longer way
to preserve your
comfort.
2. hello? with whom am i speaking?
you called,
and i brightened at the thought
you might want to
check in,
find out how we're doing
[it has been ages since we last spoke]
it has been a stretching week,
a long hard month, really,
so much has changed since the
baby came-
i have so much i'd love to share
if you are interested!
instead.
you rattled on
the entire time,
did not even ask about the baby
or ask to see him-
we listened as you talked of
kitchen faucets,
complaining that the refrigerator company
did not deliver your fridge
when they said they would.
[what an outrage.]
it would have been nice if you
might have asked,
how are you feeling?
i am sorry your grandma died.
are you doing ok?
having 4 children now must be a
big undertaking i would imagine,
i am sure you are doing great!
but.
we ended the conversation with
you casually closing it down
[you had had enough chit chat]
slipping in like a dagger,
you couldn't have known
this would hurt my heart deeply
well, we did talk to the other
daughter
so we must keep it even
so i thought i would speak to you, too.
we must keep it
politically correct, you know..
is that the only reason you called?
to be politically correct?
not because you
cared about me
personally
and wanted to check in with me?
i almost rather wished
you hadn't even called at all.
sigh.
but each phone call i am
still hopeful.
perhaps the next time
you will be
a w a r e,
maybe even ask a few questions,
show a bit of interest in the lives of
your sons and daughters,
more importantly,
your grand children.
until then,
i will listen of how the weather is
there,
and what you will do with that
new back room full
of junk.
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