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this alteh kocker
nostalgically reflects
being ma late
mama's boytchik
(now, she long
since deceased,
whose cremated
remains of the day
scattered to all points
on the compass)
fondly referencing
both my sisters
as dabchick
incongruously
sprinkled her Brooklyn brogue,
especially when angry,
she quickly segued
from mild expletive fiddlestick
the latter playfully aired,
when kibitzing wit bubeleh
reminiscing being dirt poor,
nonetheless zee mother
every now
an again homesick
regaling the whole mishpokhe
(meaning us brood of kids)
interrupting herself
with frequent non sequiturs
discombobulated
anecdotes switching subjects
as if external forcefield
jimmying a joystick
interleaving
disparate threads
with subsequent
tangential linkedin snippets
with feigned lovesick
chatting 'bout amamie
"Grandpa Moishe"
and his chaim yankel posse
(to escape hen
pecking nudnik
"grandma Rebecca"),
a termagent bubba,
not averse to
incorporate dreck
in the
same sentence with zayda
ostracized him
scoring figurative placekick,
whence upon
his schlepping back home
met with "silent treatment"
dampening rollick
king atmosphere
choking tearfully
"mother" recounted
farblunget anger thick
lee palpable
extremely discomfiting,
particularly when ("mom's")
girlhood friends
bore witness aye gavalt,
where penury
churned moribund thoughts
viz empty cupboards
devoid of bare necessities
a figurative
apropos yardstick.
