Treasure Island

Dónall Dempsey

(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

MISS TANTRUM


When ever Mother
hits the bull's eye

with a home truth
'like a big pizza pie'

...that's...

'Irrelevant...irr elevant! '
darling daughter cries

or rather screams

throwing temper tanturms
because she can be seen through

so easily.

The only thing
relevant

(it would seem)

are the lies
daughter tells herself

to convince
herself

she's right
(when she's wrong) .

All I can think is
'Poor old Mum! '

Submitted: Sunday, September 20, 2009
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