We had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes
covering the picture window and
my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
to be happy, told me, ‘be happy Henry!’
and she was right: it’s better to be happy if you
can
but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week while
raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn’t
understand what was attacking him from within.

my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: ‘Henry, smile!
why don’t you ever smile?’

and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the
saddest smile I ever saw

one day the goldfish died, all five of them,
they floated on the water, on their sides, their
eyes still open,
and when my father got home he threw them to the cat
there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother
smiled

 

– by Charles Bukowski
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Quick Shoutout to my friend Tony and his book titled ‘Love Poems’
Love Poems is a collection of romantic poems intermingled with passages of spiritual enlightenment, According to my dear friend Tony this book promises to take the reader on a sublime journey of both written imagery and visual artwork, guiding them to the truth behind what LOVE is and how it connects us all.
For amazon link of book click here.
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