he got it understood
hanging
up he stood up from the gossip bench phone table that used to sit in his familys
kitchen beside the pantry it was too quaint
for his siblingsthey didnt want it
hell he still used their old rotary telephone figured when it failed hed use the heavy
black handset as a bludgeonthe curlicue cord as a whip always
thinking
his sister called Joe. I
wanted you to know . . .
good news doesnt begin that way
he delayed Sis cant
remember the last time you called me
I can’t either.
No matter
You were saying
Yes. I was saying . . you know how . sometimes . .
it feels it’s better just to blurt something out . .
.
. Rip off the bandage
Yes. The bandage . very apt . .
.
. A good appraisal
Yes. Appraisal.
Awright then say so baby
I didn’t know if you knew . . Mom
saved all the letters you wrote her and Dad, ever since you left home, letters
from the Seventies.
I did not
Yes.
She had.
I . . I told Dad to leave things
bewe’d get to them . .
.
. Hes impatient
He is.
He threw them away
He did.
Then thats that
I’m so terribly sorry, Joe.
Thank you
I’m so sorry.
Not on you Sis
Frankly not on Dad either
No. Perhaps not.
another fiveten minutes
discussing how the move was goinggetting Dad out of the house he was moving in with his sister with Sis
they hung up
he felt the bench at the back of
his knees first thing he felt
next thing he feltthought he had sympathy
for a vampire a hard stake driven
through its heart
lying in bed this
morning before rising, Sunday, 2 1.
21
1031, Sunday,
2 1. 21
Neil Young Love in Mind
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