Showing posts with label Grandma's pig..and fabric.. Show all posts
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Saturday, November 21, 2015

Broken

I mean, broken into...as in robbed..
My grandmother's pig was displaced but not broken..TBTG
 
Within an errand of two hours yesterday, my home was robbed.
All televisions, all the I-pads that the children use for homework,
Evan's I pod, my camera....stolen...
Camel's back must be very very strong here....
Last straw keeps on coming.

Police think it was my son...now gone crazy on Meth..
Police know him, they like him, they talk to him.
Disease has devoured him.

My mother knew:

SCRAMBLED
Heart like crushed crystal glass
Never to be the same
Broken bits of memory
Embarrassment and shame
The addict with an addled brain.

    from Daydreams by Alice Franzen Clemons Burt

Broken...like in broken heart....as I sit in my recliner..all day..as in run over by a truck.
again

BUT
They did not take this:
or
or
 or
 or
I will tell the children that I left the door open by mistake and someone came in to take our things.
I do not want them to know it was probably their beloved father..
And on goes the Muldoon saga...