Andrew Rooney

I wasn’t trying to be heroic
or show the others up,
or say I forgive you, Dad,
for all those things you did,
or tell you I understand
about the drinking,
I’d been there
a time or two myself,
or do some kind of
Oedipus thing
only with my father,
or, like Stanley,
go in search of the source
of my creation.
No, you were out of it
and it simply looked like
you needed to take a leak,
and my sisters said No way,
so I pulled it down
and held it in the bed pan,
with some of the squirt
going on the sheets,
your leg,
and my appreciative hands,
that’s all.