May 10th 2012
It is easy to forget
How to put a watch on your wrist—
I remember only the cold sting
Of the metal against raw skin
I am the ideal patient
Of a superficial psychiatrist,
Be number fifteen on my list
Of unsuccessful diagnosis and—
Pump me full of pills
Pink and blue and white,
Just remember to ditch the gelatin
And the lactose
Yesterday a tram
Could have killed my Mom
Instead it only killed her car
Our precious Audi Daudi
My little brother,
Two years and nine months
Was more concerned about
The back of our car
And his favorite seat, than
The spine of his Mommy
That got a brutal bump
When the tram decided to slap
Our Audi on the butt—
Little man pouts only when you
Speak of needles and blood
He tore up celery when we waited
For Mommy to come back home
And I contemplated my hate
And my horror and disappointment
And felt guilty—
Glancing every five seconds
At the words and moments
Carved into my left wrist,
My tiger-stripe thigh,
Ages, ages ago.
