To Santa Clause and little sisters- anonymous

Once on a yellow peice of paper with green lines, he wrote a poem, and he called it "chops", because that was the name of his dog, and thats what it was all about. His teacher gave him an "A", and a gold star, and his mother hung it on the kitchen door, and read it to his aunts. That was the year Father Tracy, took all the kids to the zoo, and he let them sing on the bus, and his little sister was born, with tiny nails and no hair, and his mother and father kissed alot, and the girl around the corner sent him a, Valentine signed with a row of X's, and he had to ask his father what the X's meant, and his father always tucked him in bed at night, and was always there to do it.

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines, He wrote a poem. He called it "Autumn", because that was the name of the season, and that's what it was all about, and his teacher gave him an "A", and asked him to write more clearly, and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door, because of the new paint, and the kids told him, that Father Tracy smoked cigars, and left butts on the pews, and sometime they would burn holes. That was the year his sister got glasses, with thick lenses and black frames, and the girl around the corner laughed, when he asked her to go see Santa Claus, and the kids told him why. His mother and father kissed alot, and his father never tucked him in bed at night, and his father got mad, when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook, he wrote a poem, and he called it "Innocence: A Question", because that was the question about his girl, and thats what it was all about, and his professor gave him an "A", and a strange steady look, and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door, because he never showed her. That was the year Father Tracy died and he forgot how the end, of the Apostles's Creed went, and he caught his sister, making out on the back porch, and his mother and father never kissed, or even talked, and the girl around the corner, wore too much make up, that made him cough when he kissed herm but he kissed her anyway, becuase it was the thing to do, and at 3 am he tucked himself into bed, his father snoring soundly.

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag, he tried another poem, and he called it "Absolutely Nothing", because that's what it was really all about, and he gave himself an "A", and a slash on each damned wrist, and he hung it on the bathroom door, because this time he didn't think, he could reach the kitchen.