smacaroni and cheese

By the time I was 3
I knew how to make smacaroni and cheese;
by the time I was 5
I was sharing it with muh sistah.

At 11 I was the father of 5,
as the eldest were youngest of all. I worked around them,
rolling them over on the 1st of each month
to sign on the dotted line. My brother was 9,

my sister 13 when the clipboards showed up at the door.

Hey mistah
you know what it means
to do that white-trash trailer park jive?
Don't pretend you're aidin' anyone.
don't read to me of heaven,
then tell me it's outta reach of the likes of me?

You should know what I've learned
and you will soon, so the wall st weathermen say.
I've burned better than you'll ever cook.

 

"Look! Over there!" -and I make my escape
leaving behind my sister,15
and brother,11, to fend-
to learn how to free wallets from tight denim
without waking the dead-at 16 i was finally free.

 

 

 

Author's Note

gotta work on this offstage but decided to post first draft.
would appreciate a good touch of the knife and/or blender.

Reviews

[Chloe Madison Taylor.]

you were the father of five at age 11?
your sperm count couldnt possibly be that high.

Idk, its 2:14 in the AM and ive noticed everything makes more sense right now.

Knives are too bloody and I dont know how to work the blender anymore.