TWO POEMS – John Dervishian

Posted: October 19, 2011 in Fiction, Poetry
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WE ALL BREAK OUR OWN RULES

 

You can get me a drink

but I’m not fucking you

I’m in a relationship

and I’m quite happy

 

“that’s fine”, I say

 

I mean you’re a nice guy

and all

 

“yeah I know. Another?” I say

 

no, I can get silly, I really shouldn’t

 

“well then, I will have yours”

 

I can’t believe I did this

I wanted to, but I really can’t stay

 

“that’s fine”, I say

 

holy shit, what time is it

I need to go

this can never happen

again and I’m not calling

You

 

“I know”, I say

 

I washed my sheets

threw out the numbers she

left on a napkin

and changed my number

to help her feel better

about any future decisions she might make

 

NOW I UNDERSTAND WHY SOME MIGHT OBJECT AT A WEDDING

 

i was around 10-11

when they married

lucky for me I was the best man

what an opportunity

for a young kid

 

a best man in my

step brother’s wedding

I guess what does

that say about him

but who cares

 

didn’t have a

fancy bachelor party

or anything but I’m pretty sure

we looked at porn

that seems like a party

to an 11 year old

 

anyway

there I stood

proud in my Woolworth suit

smiling but not understanding

what the fuck was going

 

a few party goers

6 or so including myself,

my sister

my stepbrother

and my mother

some cake

and alcohol

 

years passed

and I’m still

confused

but I adapted

 

14 years after the wedding itself

I finally asked my mother

why she married her

husband’s son

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