Brother. Dad. MARINE!
So in love with Pat and kids.
His synapses fried.
He’s not the same man.
He once had his wants…his dreams.
Now, just a “punk face.”
“They’re coming today.”
Who? “I can’t tell you their names,
But they’re my buddies.”
“Look at all the coats!
This one has keys. They’re MINE.
I need them….MOMMY!”
“She is my daughter.
That girl. The pretty one there.
Not her, she’s too old”
“I know who you are.
Let me think about it, please!
I sometimes forget.”
“Ugly! I’ll get you!
I never told you to come.
I don’t want you here.”
“I have to go now.
My mommy wants me at home.
Can’t I just walk there?”
Where’s Charlie now?
So frustrated, without speech.
“God, HELP ME,” he cried.
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