strange…

I keep trying to call home and nobody answers…,the old man said…,where’s mom…,he asked…

dad…mom died last year…last March…

ohhhh…that’s right…well I’ll be damned…

i was in New York at the time…

uhuh…did we have services for her…

you did…

you didn’t come to the funeral…

no pop…i did not…

ohhh…I see…

yes…

so where is she…where is she now…,pop stammered…

she’s dead pop…she’s gone…

whatd’ya mean she’s gone…

she died dad…

I was just talkin’ to her this mornin’…I could see her just as clear as a bell…we were talkin’ ’bout you kids…

sorry dad but you didn’t talk to her…it didn’t happen…

the hell it didn’t…

couldn’t have dad…

are you tellin’ me I’m crazy…

you’re confused…it happpens sometimes…

maybe you’re the one that’s confused…maybe you’re the one that’s crazy…ever think of that possibility…that you’re the one that’s not quite right…huh…don’t tell me I didn’t talk to her…she was sitting right there in that chair just as plain as day…just like back when we were first married in Texas…before you came along…talked ’bout the three kids we had at the time…

dad…

shush…just shush…not makin’ this up…think I’m some kinda’ story teller…you’re the story teller…you’re the liar…

pop look…

I said shush now…shhhh….don’t tell me I didn’t talk to her just ’cause you never do…do you ever call her….do ya’

no…no i don’t pop…no i don’t…

why not…

’cause she’s dead dad…she’s dead…

my word…my word…when did she die…

last year…

was she in the looney bin…

no dad…a hospice…

died last year huh…well that would explain why she doesn’t answer the phone when I call…

yes…yes dad…

I talked to her yesterday…she sat right there and we talked about movin’ outta’ Texas…takin’ that job over in Arkansas…that was where they sent me up to the moon…

from Arkansas…

well…I was secretly stationed in Arkansas…they launched the rocket from Florida…

you think that happened…

what…

you think you went to the moon…

you’re tellin’ me I didn’t go to the moon…wait…wait…maybe I just circled the moon…same way I circled Mars…and the earth…

dad…

I keep tellin’ people ’round here that I went to the moon and the truth is I just went around it…no-wonder they look at me funny…

you didn’t circle the moon…or Mars…or any place other than maybe the Southwest part of america…

ask mom…

can’t ask mom…

why not…call her…or wait till she comes by to see me tonight…

that’s not gonna’ happen dad…

why…

’cause she’s passed away dad…she’s gone…she’s in a vault over at the Lutheran place…

a Lutheran place…

yes…

what the hell…we’re Church of Christ people…not God damned Lutherans…

she’s cremated…

hold-on…what’dya mean she’s cremated…you mean we burned her up to ashes…

she was cremated dad…she’s gone…she is gone…and tomorrow we’ll have this same conversation…and then the next day…and the next day…and you’ll call and call and call…and it’ll be the same answer…she’s dead…sorry…

have I lost it…

you forget things dad…you get confused…

oh…I see…I talked to her…I always talk to her…see her all the time…she’s always in the kitchen makin’ cornbread and pinto beans…the kind with ham-hocks in ’em…we had some just the other day…gave me a good case off the gout…yeah I talked to her…I talked to her…but I never touched her…never touched her…isn’t that strange…

yes…yes dad…that is strange…

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