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mon uow my dad doesn't know my birthday
or my middle names

.


sometimes i call him by his first name
i mean his first name as in his birth
name the name his mother gave him
sometimes i call him by his name

i found his old id when we
were living in nanaimo
i used to check around
for pizza money or
mints in pockets
toothpicks

i was looking in a drawer and
i found a picture of him
with a different name

i think it was then
i really realized
i didn't know him
i don't know him


a cousin wrote me
asked me why
he changed his name

i never wrote back
i've been meaning to
reply "i don't know"
i don't know him

.


i don't know why
he never bought me
rosin or got my
rolls of film
developed
when i needed

or why i
still think of
these little things
like little stings i
never stopped crying about

tonight my aunt
sat on the couch
across from me
laughing with me
when i said
"he doesn't know
my birthday"

her birthday is tomorrow
he never wishes her happy birthday

he doesn't know how old i am
he doesn't know how old she is

i don't know her age
she doesn't know mine
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cr0wl here is a joke you can tell your friends...

sam the clam wanted to build a disco and his buddy larry the lobster helped him. however, larry got real sick and died.

and so, when he was in heaven and was made an angel, he asked st. peter if he could go back to earth and help sam the clam run the disco.

"sure," st. peter said. "but make sure you bring back the halo, the wings, and the harp."

"for sure," larry the lobster said.

and so he went down and had a grand opening with sam the clam. when he came back to heaven, st. peter asked him for the wings.

"here you go," larry said.

"how about the halo?" st. peter requested.

"here it is," larry said.

"one more thing. you know what it is," st. peter said.

"the harp?" larry asked. " oh no. i left my harp in sam the clam's disco!"
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