Don’t be misled
- that laughter you hear
when he’s chortling out loud;
it’s not strictly true
- more like a starburst
of consciousness
squeezed through a tube
and forcing out through
a man-child, a youth,
mocking
the whole of your folly,
(your silliness too)
and his own little strangenesses,
wobbliness, awkwardness;
questioning outwardly
if you see it too?
Ultimately a funny
attempt only
at reconciliation:
and a heartrending judgment of you.
your son brings such wonderful beauty to your work...
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