06-02-2014, 11:55 AM
(Edit 1)
He said he was
barbecuing chicken
My Mom would usually
chop them into stews
that would last the week
My Step-Dad
was working again
and on a good run
wasting them
for one meal
was a statement;
a man of moments
I grew up enough
to throw him down stairs
and out of houses
that would last the week
We ate vegetable stew
while he was gone
listening to pastors
in other tongues
He lived on concrete
and in cars, not like
the Volkswagen Rabbit
he wore flip-flops
and corduroy shorts in
that cranked Boz Scaggs
and The Little River Band
when we met
When the garbage men found him
behind a dumpster
wearing his liver on his jacket
my Mom paced for answers
I listened
to Boz Scaggs
with Jim Beam
(Not sure yet, trying to clarify some of these lines at the expense of function.)
(orig)
He said he was
barbecuing chicken
My Mom would usually
chop them into stews
that would last
My Step-Dad
was working again
and on a good run-
wasting them
for one meal
was a statement
A man of moments
I grew up enough
to throw him down stairs
and out of houses
We ate vegetable stew
and listened to pastors
He lived in cars
and on concrete -
not like
the Volkswagen Rabbit
he wore flip flops
and corduroy shorts in
that cranked Boz Scaggs
and The Little River Band
when we met
When the garbage men found him
behind a dumpster
wearing his liver on his jacket
my Mom paced for answers
I listened
to Boz Scaggs
with Jim Beam
He said he was
barbecuing chicken
My Mom would usually
chop them into stews
that would last the week
My Step-Dad
was working again
and on a good run
wasting them
for one meal
was a statement;
a man of moments
I grew up enough
to throw him down stairs
and out of houses
that would last the week
We ate vegetable stew
while he was gone
listening to pastors
in other tongues
He lived on concrete
and in cars, not like
the Volkswagen Rabbit
he wore flip-flops
and corduroy shorts in
that cranked Boz Scaggs
and The Little River Band
when we met
When the garbage men found him
behind a dumpster
wearing his liver on his jacket
my Mom paced for answers
I listened
to Boz Scaggs
with Jim Beam
(Not sure yet, trying to clarify some of these lines at the expense of function.)
(orig)
He said he was
barbecuing chicken
My Mom would usually
chop them into stews
that would last
My Step-Dad
was working again
and on a good run-
wasting them
for one meal
was a statement
A man of moments
I grew up enough
to throw him down stairs
and out of houses
We ate vegetable stew
and listened to pastors
He lived in cars
and on concrete -
not like
the Volkswagen Rabbit
he wore flip flops
and corduroy shorts in
that cranked Boz Scaggs
and The Little River Band
when we met
When the garbage men found him
behind a dumpster
wearing his liver on his jacket
my Mom paced for answers
I listened
to Boz Scaggs
with Jim Beam