If
only I had known, I would have stayed home the day
I
fell off my trike and broke my nose, stayed at home the
day
I was hit in the head with a rock thrown by a kid
down
the street.
If
only I had known, I would have stayed home when at
school
Sister Anne assigned reading Moby Dick for a book
report
due in a week, stayed at home on the day when I
failed
the math test she handed out in class.
If
only I had known, I would have stayed home the day
Ronnie
Barker gave me my first cigarette (60-years later
I’m
still puffing away at the damned things).
If
only I had known, I would have stayed home refusing
to
go through my teenage years, stayed in my room when
my
parents divorced and each moved away to new and
unknown
places.
If
only I had known at seventeen with my mother’s per-
mission
what the military would put me through, I would
have
stayed home.
If
only I had known the woman I would meet in my teens,
marry
and have children with would grow to be at odds and
completely
incompatible with me, I damned sure would have
stayed
home.
If
only I had I known and not chosen jobs which didn’t
suite
me financially and temperamentally, instead I should
have
stayed home.
If
only I had known that my second marriage would fail as
badly
as the first, I should have stayed home.
Oh
yes, and if only I had known that old age would bring
disabling
pain, loss of vitality and memory, Lord knows, I
would
have stayed home.
Had
I only known, perhaps I would better off as I started
out
to be in the beginning, at home crawling across the
living
room floor in a shitty, piss-soaked diaper, crying for
a
change.
Oh well, what's done is done. Sure, a few regrets...
Damn it, I'm wet!
Oh well, what's done is done. Sure, a few regrets...
Damn it, I'm wet!
-30-
Chris
Hanch 2-8-2020
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