when i was young
i had this honda mini trail
i'd ride it down mason's knob
to get my family's mail
it was the same hill i hiked
behind an ill tempered dad
after the hockey game
it snowed, and our hands were fill with grocery bags
i walked past the pond where you taught me to skate
that same road i partied on while mom was away
things we don't talk about anymore.
remember the day you took the neighbors dog some food
he stormed down the hill is underwear and untied boots
he stomped, screamed, swore and waived his fist.
and he said what you did wasn't generous!
it was a slight
it was insulting to my work ethic
and as you bit your lip (and he threw his fit)
i remember thinking "i wish i wasn't a kid."
so i could've come to your defense
things we don't talk about anymore.
you moved to this city
but you still weren't sober.
you slept on our couch for a week
and drank your soda.
then you got a room
at that one hotel
the one where i beat on the door
livid and pale
because i had come to understand
the state of your despair
and the words that followed
were the most that we'd ever share.
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