As she rams the BMW
Paid for by her lawyer father
Into his shitty Dihatsu
Screaming: "You fucker!"
Over and over again
While the child hides inside
Asking: "Has mummy gone nuttso again?"
What does he say?
She does her damage and drives away
He inspects the carnage,
Decides its acceptable
And goes inside for a beer
Wishing this headache would end
Knowing that it wont ever
It will grow like a tumour
Sucking the best years from him
But there is always the boy
Can he guarantee his future?
Quarantine him from madness?
He wishes he could sleep forever
But the child calls to him
From his darkened bedroom
"Dad, is Mommy going to be alright?"
"Forget that mad bitch,"
He wants to say but doesn't
Instead lies next to his son
And reads a bedtime story
He wishes to God were true
© shaun patrick green 2012
© shaun patrick green 2012
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