FARGLE

woke up sunday
groan
woke up monday
groan
woke up tuesday
eh
sounds like progress

Haven't talked to my mother yet
over shabbos she met the Berners
quietest meal I've ever had there
My parents sat straight-backed
politely spooning food from their plates
betraying nothing behind their placid demeanors
maybe it's hard to have a son you no longer own
to feel that what you stand for,
no longer stands for you