thoughts of dad

thoughts of dad

it breaks

   the

hustle bustle of
day to day
activities;

   the

sudden stopping-

  ness.

wrenching grief
that one-tear

   shy

of cheek drop
moment when ,
out of the

   blue,

something in the news
or new, or
just because,
the thought

   comes

(pick up the phone)
to call; and then

  (bam)

it hits.

you can't

   answer.

billy berko
201005.05

last visit (ode to dwight)

brownish –

            purplish lesions outside

and in

            your bed

            you asked, “were those just fuck-

fuck days?”

            and i said, “no.  didn’t

you know

            how much i really

loved you?”

were we

            too inexperienced

in love?

            and, i, too naive to

accept

            your dying, invited

you to

            come visit when you were feeling

better.

now.

billy berko