Running Totals

I swear at my mother,

when she's an a*****e;

it makes sense,

in our relationship.

and years go by,

like that.

I still swear like the eighties,

in those cheesy movies;

and the sweetness.

The knowing;

that she's kind of a b***h.

that she knows I'm an a*****e,

oh she knows...

she still calls me significant

at the undoing of hers,

it's all quite precious...

Ironically my mother always swore

 "He'd be alright, though,

"he won't be an a*****e"

she would say that

about the future me

I remember that

    our contribution to human culture

it's probably relative

 all of it

another familial output

 toward the total matter

of what the matter is

(she's a total a*****e)

her great sacrifice

pretending she made an exception

(we are all of us every one of us

           total a******s)

 and

   it's probably relative

like sweetness

Author's Note

Reviews

[Ana Papaya]

Different strokes for different folks.
In some families, the swearing might be seen as a sign or term of affection I guess. In others you'd get a cuff across the back if the head. But I guess mother always knows best, and when she doesn't she probably means well.

[Davidgeo]

Never trust a man who doesn't respect his mother.

[Ana Papaya]

Some mothers don't deserve respect,
and some sons don't either.
In cases like that,
I would trust neither.

[Davidgeo]

Sounds like a good policy.

[Indra's Child]

This reminds me a lot of my family. This is an amazingly unique poem describing one personal aspect of a shared pattern expressed throughout the upswings and pitfalls of the ideal human family, exposing in a way yet one more strand of fabric that was woven into the chaotically ordered ordeal of mankind. It is one of a kind, but it also applies to everyone. Good poem dude.

[Davidgeo]

This is not about the ideal family. Your review writing is pretty convoluted. Direct simplicity is always good policy in that context.

Thanks for reading it though.

[Indra's Child]

Yeah. It's hard to analyze something that isn't yours. Limited world view, perspective war. It's safe to say I'm pretty stoned anyway. Convolusion sucks dude. Meant more of a familys' ideals than an ideal family.

[Davidgeo]

I'm just busting your balls. It's safe to say that I am also pretty stoned.... I do love to smoke grass.

[Indra's Child]

★This dude abides★

[Beccy]

I recall having many a heated 'discussion' with my mother; it all became much clearer when I got older and she confessed she used to have the same kind of confrontations with my grandma. I don't recall ever using the A word, but I'm sure I thought it on numerous occasions. :))

No doubt in mind that the cycle will continue; my son Charlie is ten now and is already not quite the child of sweetness and light he was.

Great poem and loved the title.

Beccy.

[Davidgeo]

Growing up, I've noticed, entails coming to grips with how similar we are to our parents. We all become hypocrites in one way or another. Even if we try to be different we always know why. Be nice to Charlie, you were a jerk once too. But of course, not too nice. Never too nice.

[KWP]

and the cycle continues and I wonder when one will be brave enough to rise above the familial a******s?

[Davidgeo]

Mel Gibson pretending to be William Wallace is brave enough.

[KWP]

ha ... true words