Tuesday, February 18, 2020

to momma from the child you threw away & i later drowned


it has taken a while to find a memory i cherish

i have been trying for years to find one happy moment in that orange room, or the green room, or the yellow kitchen, or the pink & yellow bathroom


or the blue bathroom upstairs that was yours & yours alone


my room was wooden ... the ceilings were angled ... it was a good place for music


i remember you sitting on the orange & white couch in the room with one whole wall of cork & a panoramic view of a private golf course & a rose bush (these we never saw because the curtains never opened)


i remember the whole family watching this concert 
i remember you had tissues in your hand from a box with some complimentary pattern on it that adequately accompanied the encyclopedia set on the wood book shelf


you cried


i remember

i told amber & malia i had no good memories

i lied to them (again)

i have one & this is it


that was a good moment

& this is an amazing song

i miss you momma


erik