Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Socialist Parenting

My son
Sometimes talks in his sleep
Right through the monitor
At me              
To me
It’s never anything I can understand but
I listen and
When it stops
I smile to myself and
For the nonexistent spy cameras
Then I go back to work and
The next morning
I make sure
To give him an extra hug
Look him straight in the eye and
Tell him I love him
For the non-existent spy cameras
For history
For God and
For posterity
His and


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