My Father, Flying


Only son, 4 daughters.
Rageaholic father, martyr mother.
Valedectorian, semi-genius.
Streak of sadism.
Did his duty, was honor bound.
A foot surgeon, moon watcher
snapper of lenses, dark room
dweller, ham radio buff,
josher with his patients,
estranged from his children,
divorced from his past,
clung to a witch ever after,
literally.
Long story. He died very badly
with gangrene in his spine.
He did tell me I was beautiful
as he laid in Kings County Hospital
when I came to say goodbye.

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