March
8, 1984
9:00 p.m. 
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
House of Pain
Entrance Hall
Father's arthritis / Mother's stroke
No transference - no feelings of regret
remember youth fleetingly
through timesnapshots
where smiles can be remembered
more oft than grimaces
Living Room
But oh those grimaces were there
The only time he rested was in sleep
And even then the pain seeped
in his dreams
I remember her face bearing lines
As she bore the burden of
nervous calamity
Breakfast Nook
Brother's and sister's sicknesses
Hospitals
The smell of cheap ammonia
Strong enough to wipe away the pain
Ulcers gallstones
Pain
Dining Area
A major endeavor made from a
simple task
A gargantuan ritual of living
a minute
Bedroom
I could never empathise
I could never feel the pain
It never affected my person
As the outcomes affected my life
Back Door
And now
I know not why
As retribution perhaps
I feel it all
With God's powerful punishment
I flirt
Never knowing that someday
I'd hurt
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