Dad (performance piece)
Hey Dad,
Come over here and kneel down.
Sit still while I claw your facee
Don't move while I slap you.
Oh you don't think it should be done.
Cuz you're the dad. That's not respectful.
Let's role play...you be the son
You fuckin'goddamnpieveofshitsonofabitch
YOU WILL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH.
YOU WILL NEVER BE ME
YOU WILL NEVER BE
ok.
I'm done.
You can go now.
I love you....Son.
Come over here and kneel down.
Sit still while I claw your facee
Don't move while I slap you.
Oh you don't think it should be done.
Cuz you're the dad. That's not respectful.
Let's role play...you be the son
You fuckin'goddamnpieveofshitsonofabitch
YOU WILL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH.
YOU WILL NEVER BE ME
YOU WILL NEVER BE
ok.
I'm done.
You can go now.
I love you....Son.
posted by Footprint | 8:36 AM
4 Comments:
I'm sensing a little pent-up hostility in this peice...don't mind me...I'm just slowing backing away so I can refill my cup, it's not because of this performance piece at all...I swear...really...just thisty.
stop making me smile at my pain...
thank you for that.
and be real still...the eyesight works on movement...hahaha
Isn't it amazing how much better we feel after something as simple as writing things down? One day soon I shall post some of my most private ramblings and poetry for you to see. Writing is truly freeing.
Until then, keep grin'n and sin'n
SWAYER: "...Until then, keep grin'n and sin'n..."
Aye, aye. No problem, Cap'n!!
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