For My Jealous Mother Poem by RIC BASTASA

forgive me mother
but today i remember
what you did
when you got jealous
over father
drinking with another
whore in that
cheap bar
at 5th street

you took and black
umbrella
for a sword and
stabbed him
on his thighs and
arms and legs

father must have loved
you so much
he never bothered
retaliating
despite his
serious injuries

in fact he ran away
from your attacks
that sad night
while that thick faced whore
laughed the
loudest.