UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY
CHRIS MAJOR

Curse

Sixteen.
Peered through
the 1950's chintz net,
saw ironing board
and bare legs,
shouldered a flimsy lock
and took a gas chop
to the throat.
The rest of that
decades ago day
a complete whirr,
details flung to
mind's periphery,
a forever frame
to blue lips
and swollen tongue
recalled too vividly.
His mum,
my Nan,
a curse generation
skipped to me,
pathetically combated
by pills, counselling,
odd ward stays.

Scared history
will repeat,
dad never offers
to support,
just falls silent,
heeding a noise
spanning 50 years,
ssshhhh,
sssssshhhhhhhhh......


Chris Major's work has appeared online at Zygote in my coffee,
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2007 Underground Voices