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A.j. Binash

Rookie - 44 Points (04-20-1988 / Dodgeville WI)

You Get What You Deserve


Last night we spoke
About our dead child.

A whiskey slur stuck to the corner of my mouth
I tried to touch the moment with useful words
But I mistook finger movement
For
Conversation

You contemplated the idea of crying
Your eyes kept fluttering
The shimmer of a tear began to sparkle
A regretful shine
To the
Otherwise
Melancholy scene

Then
Silence.

Followed by your footsteps

I took to the whiskey
Till my knees shook
My footsteps became a challenge
A bigger challenge
Than remembering

When the morning came
I awoke in a puddle of vomit
I had to peel my face
From the floor
Scraps of discarded food
Stuck to my cheek

And I understood
Why God
Or Satan
Or Buddha
Or whomever
Took them from me.

Submitted: Friday, February 08, 2013
Edited: Saturday, February 09, 2013

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  • Rookie - 44 Points A.j. Binash (2/8/2013 10:00:00 PM)

    The drunken stupor is spose to symbolize my life as a sinner. After making my ex cry, I feed my ego with more escapism. It is merely just to say...I can understand why a higher power wouldn't want me to be a father. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bethany Buhl (2/8/2013 8:51:00 PM)

    How could your understand why someone from a high power took away your child was it your drunken stoop-er they gave you an answer? (Report) Reply

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