House of mis-dysfunction
There was never enough love in this house
long stretches of silence
but I think I've figured it out
The sun only shines half of the time
and then the moon, a fraction of that
and then there's darkness…
and there was never enough fun either
more so at the beginning
but then fewer
and farther between
and that seemed to be related
to the silence
as well
In the meantime…
We would take turns losing our minds.
We might be play-tossing our kids with a blanket
and one of us might let go of the blanket
getting distracted momentarily,
while the other would scramble an attempt
to grab opposite ends of the blanket
at the same time.
Hopefully in time.
* Bio: “My name is Peter Weber. Currently on one of the smaller islands within the 5 boros of NY. Born on an even smaller island.” http://pilgebump.wordpress.com
