I remember it all <br />so well <br /> <br />can tell <br />every... little... detail <br /> <br />down to the <br />although <br /> <br />I can’t remember it <br />at all. <br /> <br />Told so often by my mother <br />that I can <br /> <br />recall it <br />all <br /> <br />her <br />memory of the memory <br />of me <br /> <br />until it is so <br />real <br />that I really feel <br />it for real. <br /> <br />They, leave me <br />a newly 2 yr. old <br /> <br />to play <br />in the garden <br /> <br />thrilled by the grass <br />between my toes <br /> <br />gazing cross-eyed <br />at the ladybird on my nose. <br /> <br />Somehow <br />(even then) <br /> <br />I have paper & pen <br />in hand <br /> <br />but soon tire <br />of scribbling masterpieces <br /> <br />that no one notices <br />(nothing changes) <br /> <br />& so <br />to relieve the boredom <br />(I suppose) <br /> <br />I take off <br />all my clothes <br /> <br />(nothing changes) <br /> <br />delighted with <br />my dangly bits <br /> <br />(nothing changes) <br /> <br />I take <br />the asaid fore-mentioned biro <br />in hand and <br /> <br />draw in <br />the creases <br /> <br />I can see <br />around my scrotum. <br /> <br />Pleased with my self <br />& its pretty patterns <br /> <br /> <br />until arrested <br />by the passing <br /> <br /> <br />Military Police <br />who <br /> <br />call my mother out <br /> <br />& inform her <br />(I suppose) <br /> <br />of some military <br />code <br /> <br />prohibiting the <br />drawing of rings ‘round <br /> <br />one’s <br />scrotum. <br /> <br />Thus, it was that <br />severely scolded, scoffed, mocked <br />& laughed at <br /> <br /> <br />I decided <br /> <br /> <br />not to become <br />a professional <br /> <br /> <br />artist.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/world-loses-great-artist-for-janice/
