I thought to hide the photos of my niece
And other nephew before you came,
Concerned about that jealous side
You sometimes show but heard
A voice say let things fall the way
They will. All that jabbering of yours
About the price of medications and how
You threatened to call the police on
The local pharmacist for slipping
You a generic brand. You were nervous.
You’d never been to my place alone.
You surprised me at the end, that stuff
About the last days and Jesus is coming.
I could have been listening to Mother,
But she is gone and Daddy and Esther
And Ruth and Paul as well. It’s just you and me now,
And that son of yours you didn’t speak about,
Living with you in that apartment where we
Were born and raised, and which you never left.
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