Unausweichlichkeit | poetry

you used my father well

the fact that he was so openly cruel and violent

you used it well

to be seen as the opposite

the nice man

the real father figure

who can do no harm

who is so warm in the good light

the hero that I call when my father’s insanity bursts out

but I hold the phone

and I’m in pain

either way

and I try to remember the number of the police

but I think twice


when I know better

I call you instead

because I’m entrapped

My own drawing © Laura Gentile 2023 | Instagram: croque_melpomene

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