untitled poem

here is a poem i wrote quite a few years ago.........it portrays how a young child might look at some of the subtle difficulties that all families face... one of my favorites as far as the use of words and imagery.

"Untitled"

cellar
blackground music
i am hopping i have to pee
so bad
i lost hope
"misplaced" honey
we say misplaced. Daddy
is upstairs
Daddy stares a lot
tomatoe steam....spaghetti
we're having spaghetti with
my little brother's
cartoon hero HEY
i'm good hungry
mmmmmmmmmmm.....
mommy, don't cook
it all
your legs are red
Daddy you made mama
sit in the sauce.
-rts