It's not that I don't love Dad. It's just hard to see him sometimes. In the dark, his face looks young because I can't see it. But in the light, it is old. When it's in the light, it is hard to see him because I know that there will be a time in my life when Dad won't be around. Does this happen to you?
Someone told me today at the Doggie Daycare that if you broke bags of water on a horse's back, it would calm down because it would think for a minute or two that it was its own blood. This was brought up because a dog named Bully was being wild. They wanted Bully to calm down. Someone suggested they toss water balloons at him, but someone else said that it probably wasn't a good idea. Monica wasn't at the Doggie Daycare. Someone else said it was because her car broke down and she lives in the city. I thought about her in her car with Loving Hand and Burning Sand in the backseat.
When I rode my bike, I needed gloves and a scarf. My face was entirely covered. I must have looked like a different person. The dogs barked and barked. I thought, I could ride on forever and they would still bark and bark.
In the house, Dad is watching TV. He turns the volume up, up, up! When it gets dark out, his face will glow like the TV. They are dissecting a cow's eye on TV. What is he watching? They cut away the fat from the cow's eye and dad takes a big bite out of a sandwich. He is thrilled. Inside the cow's eye, there is thick fluid. It is what I imagine silicone to look like. But it probably isn't like silicone at all.
I am low energy today. I am missing something I don't know. I must have know it once. That is how I know I am missing it.
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