calls me and asks me to
send him
some Viagra.
can you get some on
your phone?
he thinks that cell phones
are magical
things, pill
dispensaries.
can you get me
a hundred or so he
says.
he tells me that he doesn't
want to start something
that he might not
be able to finish.
he's 95, but dating again.
after reading
the obituaries on a daily
basis and seeing who's out there,
who's lost a husband.
he asks me to send him
another jug
of baby oil too
and a new shower curtain.
i don't ask him
why,
i just shake my head
and tell him
no.
no and no.
i'm the father now,
he's the child.
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