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| Street Light by jose alhambra |
“Just the facts" - "plus”
The calls are made
from a cell phone
outside in the cold air
sitting on a bench
under a tree -
Self admonishment
as a mantra
“Just the facts”
“Just the facts”
The recitation begins
His lungs wheeze the
blood anemic pale
struggling to reach
his trembling
fingertips
planned
to stop
here
at the place of
“Just the facts”
but cannot
curtail the crack
of voice
and the
words spill
from a mouth filled
with pouring tears
“plus”
plus? the way
they spoke as
youngsters
“plus”
dear brother
sweet sister
“plus”
he has forgotten
he is a man
he has forgotten
he is our father
He cries.
No.
Not in pain
He cries
for sweets -
a little-boy
with wide eyes
watching my
empty hands
disappointed
so disappointed
when I have no
more and he
with sugared lips
forgets even the
first sweet taste
as he swallows
the last
“plus”
I am here
alone
unknown
sitting on a bench
left him inside
alcohol halls
pleading
if no sweets
please…
bring him
his mother
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