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"To Santa Claus and Little Sisters"
Once
on yellow paper, with green lines,
he wrote a poem
and called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
and that's what it was all about,
and the teacher gave him an "A"
and a gold star
and his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to all his aunts.
That was the year his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair,
and Father Tracey took them to the zoo
and let them sing on the bus,
and his father and mother kissed a lot
and the girl around the corner sent him a
Christmas card
signed with a row of kisses
and his father always tucked him in at night
and he was always there to do it.
Once
on white paper, with blue lines, he wrote
another poem
and he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
and that's what it was about
and the teacher gave him an "A"
and told him to write more clearly
and his mother didn't hang it on the kitchen
door because the door had
just been painted.
That was the year that his sister got glasses
with black frames and thick lenses
and the kids told him why his mother and
father kissed a lot
and that Father Tracy smoked cigars
and left the butts on the pews
and the girl round the corner laughed
when he went to see Santa Claus
at Woolworths
and his father stopped tucking him in at bed
at night
and got mad when he cried for him to.
Once
on paper torn from his notebook, he wrote
another poem
and he called it "Question Marked Innocence"
because that was the name of his grief
and that's what it was all about
and the professor gave him an "A"
and a strange and steady look
and his mother never hung it in the kitchen
door because he never let her see it.
That was the year he found his sister necking
in the back room
and his parents never kissed or even smiled
and he forgot the end of the Apostles Creed
and Father Tracey died
and the girl around the corner wore too much
make up
and made him cough
when he kissed her, but he kissed her anyway.
Once
at 3am he tucked himself in bed, his father
snoring loudly
he tried another poem
on the back of a brown paper bag
and called it absolutely nothing,
because that's what it was all about
and he gave himself an "A"
and a slash on each damned wrist
and hung it on the bathroom door
because this time
he didn't think he could reach the kitchen.