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Daddy Invasion
You know, Dad, i
loved being Daddy’s girl
until you made me feel icky
sliding me up and down on your chest
smelling the Ivory Soap
burning my eyes with
baby shampoo in the shower
spreading baby girl legs
jacking off on me and telling me
i liked it, was I daddy’s girl
you were only teaching me male anatomy.
i loved it when you held me when I was sick
playing poker all night
just patting me
until
i fell asleep
operating on my mangy teddy bear
a curved carpet needle
attaching ears and noses, teaching me to be a surgeon
just like you
i loved the piano with the big, red bow
and wandering the Black Hills
always running away from home
can you imagine the terror as I ran
I felt beautiful, once, when i
was 20 and
there were no young men around
no horny studs
to remind me of their desires
Did you know, Pop, I’ve given up on those unformed diminutives
that wheeze and grimace
I’m going for the aggressive consonants
that spit and heave and growl
I chew on vowels
vomit obscure metaphor
my syntax, tooth and claw
I have a lover and no left breast. On of a long string
of
whatsisfaces
and
whosis
when I didn’t know any better
because you removed my heart...
he deserves a tender woman
until it’s time for me to leave him
I’m pure thought joy riding a wave of brain chemicals
and I can’t get you out of the bedroom
I won’t pop
Zanax®
when it’s over, just for spite
and I’ll hang with tough women who wouldn’t dream
of saying “Poor baby.”
©
Mandarin
1999
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