realizing that i may regret continuing on, the poem doesn’t have enough to say to warrant 20 lines, in fact you’ve gone a long way for the punch line that is your concluding line. perhaps this is a father-daughter memory you’re saving and if so then i bow out with apologies.
Cold, the sky starless,
Dad laughing says
He’s not going to win.
*****
I’m 46, googling find
That other thing he promised,
Archaic, something like
Hot arse.
not purporting to be final answers, just a finger pointing at the moon.
Very well said! Indeed! Thank you. Most of the time, their call is a reflection of your thought… it really happened to me… I hear a simple hey…or a tee tee….or change change….ha ha ha!!! It’s amazing how it happens!
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