Kicked Back

Kicked Back

A Poem by MARZ

Can we go to Asia,

you said,

and start a little family

and our kids will have your eyes,

and I'll tell our visiting relatives,

"Don't they have her eyes?"

 

Can my pride be my baby girl,

you said,

while I laughed with a graceful cigarette.

 

Family?

Isn't that why you want to leave your wife

in the first place?

Why would I want to lose this rule

this kingdom

and become shrill and overtly focused

on dinner platters and

doctor appointments?

 

No, I like roaring too much -

You like the dream -

You like family on paper

and communism on television.

No, I like roaring too much -

to give it up for your dream.

You like languages that are not mine

and affection constant and constant.

 

You like me.

 

© 2008 MARZ


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MARZ
MARZ

New York City, NY



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