
WRIGHT
I know next to nothing about that name.
Grandmother has yet to call & tell me all
the things she knows about father when
he was a child - she hasn't shared the pictures
that will show me my father when he was
sane & alive & doubting & sure & himself.
What was he like then?
Was he like us? His children?
Was he quiet & odd?
Was he a merciful god?
What was he before he lost himself completely?
What did he dream?
Did he sing softly & sweetly?
Did he wonder if his future son would
ask always these questions?
Was his sanity stolen by unholy suggestions?
Why am I writing this when nothing ever comes of it?
Dreamer of fragile dreams;
I am that culprit.
© AUGUST 8, 2000 By Jason Wright