Neuro Logical
Amongst a group of guys - John Grey
Amongst a group of guys,
when the conversation turns to fathers,
there’s always one who can’t believe
that the words “love,” “affection”
and “sure do miss the old man”
are being bandied about.
He grimaces at every recollection.
These others go on as if
trips together to the ballgame,
or fishing, or hiking,
are the rule
when he knows that,
if they happen at all,
they have to be the rarer exception.
As for the likes of
”he was always there for me,”
that one son
feels he’s about to split bile or blood –
he can’t tell one from the other anyhow.
The rest laugh at remembered jokes.
They smile warmly at hand-me-down kindnesses.
There’s no showing bruises or scars.
Or struggling to explain
their painful invisible brethren.
They’re too engaged in good times
to be heedful to his bad.
Amongst a group of guys,
when the conversation turns to fathers,
there’s always one who figures
somebody will be the odd one out.
It’s always the odd one out who figures it.
Bio:
JohnGrey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in Sheepshead Review, Stand, Poetry Salzburg Review and Hollins Critic. Latest books, “Leaves On Pages” “Memory Outside The Head” and “Guest Of Myself” are available through Amazon. Work upcoming in Ellipsis, Blueline and International Poetry Review.