the old woman kept pushing up against what she thought was her leverage her short leash about her daughters throat that she pulled taut and let slack as she thought fit heeling her daughter then allowing her her head                                                                            

and to breathe

she desperately wanted to kill any sense of autonomy her daughter held

this the old woman did out of sight of him

she lived(if she wanted to call her shut-in-ness living) in a different community than he

he understood

her daughter understood the leash

a leash her mother unfurled when she was a small girl

he understood that her daughter understood the ease her mother lied about everything

the smallest thing

when they had to go out together her mother kept the ignorant ignorant flawlessly  playing her part in public humiliating her daughter before their sympathetic tsk tsk that her daughter was remote selfish and unconcerned regarding her mothers misfortunate infirmities

they wouldnt treat their mothers if they were still alive as badly as this attractive young woman was treating hers

they didnt know the mother exacerbated her infirmities     

she flatly refused to do things her doctors suggested which would help her physically mitigate them

why would she

isnt that why she took the drugs they prescribed

the drugs were supposed to correct her maladies

the extent required of her was to take them timely with a sip of water and sometimes with food(better living through chemistry)  

in telephone calls her daughter made to him he was reduced to offering Someone ought to give her an Oscar

Shes a miserable fake and a liar

She is

the receiver went quiet

he had nothing more to say

he waited

What am I to do

I suppose youll play your part until you tire of playing it

Shes not going to changeWhy should she

Im enabling herYou should say so

I have said so I said so long ago

I wont whip a dead horse

This is maddening

It is

And then one day youll have enough and youll stop

And then

And then

         shell still not understand

What shell know is that youre an ungrateful bitch a wretched bitch and selfishly youre abandoning her

I cant win

Its not about winning

despite your mother competing with youShes intent on winning the pissing matches she creates in her mind

You cant compete

I wont compete

She thinks keeping you from me she winning something She thinks shes getting up on me

Dont get me wrong

I adore our time together

But when youre not here I dont think about why you arent  I do everything I want to doyou might say selfishly 

Your mother never crosses my mind

Its not that I dislike her

I dont think of her

  

But shes my mo . .

. . Im a father and I would never treat my daughters how she treats you

Never

1444,  Thursday,  11  8. 16

1256,  Friday,  12  8. 16

John Lennon  Mother  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eDVkkwl6aJo