The Faux Pas Press #69
19 November 2010
By Jason Fresh
Sucker
They won’t ever tell you if you’re a sucker,
won’t tell you if she is banging another.
But, for sure, above all else,
they will call you out when you need to be preserved,
call you out before dinner is served.
They’ll say some ignominious shit, brother.
“Where have you been, brother?
And why have you not called?
Have you seen your Uncle?
He straight went bald.”
“No other person on this planet will say for you
what you can say for yourself,”
is the predictable response that I give.
But I’m in limbo between past and nowhere.
So, it’s just limbo really.
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