699 For all those little boys, 8-19-17 (put a word in search box and search)

the little lost boys who remember
what couldn’t have happened,
but did,

that,

like little boys are
to wanton, predator priests:
they fuck us for their sport,

I remember,
now,
there on the dock
on City Island,
on Long Island Sound,
reclining,
too beautiful to have a right to be,
all tall and tan and Irish
with the errant Spanish gene
for thick, black, wavy hair
and the black eyes of The Armadas sailors
who washed ashore to rape
rosy Irish lasses,
who with that smile full of
fine white pearls,

as though he knew,

(how did he know?)

my Father owned a Pennant sloop
moored among the other
crossed topped masts
in the anchorage,
out to where,
on his dare,
we swam a laughing race,

he,

climbing aboard

me

in the little cabin,
summers sun heating it
to a sweaty sauna
after he pulled off my
little wet swim suit
and touched my
“little man”
and put my hand on his
“Big Man”
and,

(those pearls again!),

said,
“This might hurt a bit.”

It didn’t.

It hurt a lot.

Enough to kill me.

Made me whimper.

Tears down my face.

But,
for fear of the disgrace,
I took it like some
dirty old man
who wanted it.

And when he was done,
he,
tit for that,
rolled over on his stomach
and ordered,
for my penance,
“…climb on and try it!”

I tried to try it,
but couldn’t,
so young was I,
and while the blood of my sacrifice
to him
and his bleeding jesus
oozed from out my ass,
the pain still grasping me,
like his hands,
inside me,
and deeper still,
to rend my soul…

until

we dove from my fathers boat
into the salty Sound,
the pain burning the deed,
a hot iron,
cauterizing the wound which,

might

heal a bit,

but never did.

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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