Bachelor Day
Bachelor Day
It was father’s day he got up early and
drink coffee near the phone just in case
his daughter rang.
Then it was afternoon and he must have
fallen asleep and he fretted if the phone
had rung and he hadn’t heard it.
He went into the kitchen but left the living
room door open, he had a ham sandwich
which he ate by the phone.
It was now evening and she was not ringing
how could she a product of his wishes,
childless man, she was a figment of your dreams.
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