thumbsucker2

thumbsucker2
Originally uploaded by ex posto facto.

for A.
6/30/06

Your NOSE!
Bloody, crusty, ragged
Your voice, a whisper
forced cheerful
"Was he good for you?"
It asks.
Yes yes yes
Were you good for him?
Are you?

He sees you, he smiles.
I hand you your
son, he smiles
looks at you with a
frozen smile
a furrowed brow.

He's only one.
The only one.
I mirror his expression
and rub my hand over my brow
as I return to the car.