My Dad

MY DAD KILBURN. WHO’S THAT STANDING ON THE CORNER? A SQUARE BLUE SUIT AND QUIET. A NEAT MUSTACHE AND RUDDY FACE SAD BROWN EYES AND SLICKED DOWN HAIR LEAN, MEAN, SUBDUED AND WAITING. WANTING HIS DISTANCED SONS TO SEE WAITING. HE KNOWS THE TIME TO SHOW, OR DOES HE NEVER GO? HERE I AM, HIS SON, ASHAMED. AFRAID. WALKING OVER, ATTITUDE HERE. HOSTILE DISTANCED, WANTING TO BE CLOSE, AFRAID TO SHOW FEELING OF ANGER AND LOVE. TO NEED ONES FATHER WHO YOU CANNOT TRUST WHO MIGHT SEE? A PUBLIC BAR, A PROFFERED DRINK. A HOW ARE YOUR BROTHERS? CONVERSATIONS NOT REMEMBERED ONLY FEELINGS, LOW, QUIET, ANGRY.