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***BIO*** F.N. (Fred) Wright was born & raised in south central Illinois. He left home at 16 & at age 17 enlisted in the Navy, serving with the Naval Amphibious Forces for four years. He is a Veteran of the Quemoy-Matsu Crisis & the Vietnam War. He is happily divorced & currently lives in a small trailer somewhere in the mountains of Southern California. He currently owns two Harleys & a souped-up 1968 El Camino. Wright likes listening to the blues when he writes or paints & is currently working on a new novel.

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FATHERHOOD
(for Brian Fugett)

by F.N. Wright

      I
it all sounds
so easy

you stick your cock
in her pussy
just knowing
one of your
drunken semen
will find
the egg

she will get
pregnant
& 9 months later
pop out a kid

you will be going
around the next day
passing out cheap
cigars

blue lettering
on the wrapper
that states
"it's a boy!"

or pink lettering
stating
"it's a girl!"

bragging how
you & the wife
had a baby

forgetting to mention
you passed out in
the delivery room
while she had delivered
your child into this
world

but the mother
often your wife
just smiles &
shares the child
she had

since you are
the father

she especially
loves sharing
when it is time
to change diapers

laughing to herself
each time you are
gagging with your
buried up to your elbows
with green baby shit

that is the most
foul smelling stuff
you have encountered
in your life

then
just when you
almost
have the little darling
potty-trained
you find yourself
the father of
a son

& once again
you are buried
up to your elbows
with foul smelling
green baby shit

with an added twist

boys begin peeing
in the air when you
remove their
shit-filled diapers

& as his piss
sprays the room
it will quickly
find it's target

which just happens
to be
your fucking face

       II

but you survive
the ordeal
have a vasectomy
& fatherhood
gets really tough

as all too quickly
the years pass
& as you watch
your daughter grow
your youth returns

& you remember
when you
discovered girls
& wanted to
get laid more
than anything in the world

so every time you see
a young boy look
your daughter's way
you seethe inside
with genuine hatred
for the little bastard

& too soon to suit you
your little girl begins
dating these boys
you hate so much

though you don't
even know them

driving as many
of her dates away
with your foul smelling
beer breath

in their face
as you interrogate them
falling just short of
torture

in the meantime you
yes you
have turned into a
hypocrite

doing your damn best
to get your son laid
which he will find
a way to do without
your help

but your children
survive their childhood
because your insanity
is countered by
their mother's sanity

          III

& now you think
its all behind you

those baby shit green
filled diapers
still the most foul-
smelling thing you
ever encountered
are a thing of the past

then your son pisses
you off
by dropping out of
college
& doing the unthinkable

he fucking enlists
& becomes one of
"the few, the proud..."

yes
a fucking jarhead!

but you are secretly
proud of the
dumb as his dad fuck
who wears his
dress blues to your
daughter's wedding

strutting his shit
& trying to fuck
the maid of honor

something he has been
trying to do since
puberty

fuck your daughter's
best friend

as in the past
he will fail
because she likes sailors
better than marines

smart girl

           IV

before you know it
you are a proud
grandfather

your daughter
has brought twins
into this world

& before you can
sell your house
& move to the
far side of the country

as far away as you can get

you & your wife
find yourself babysitting
& she still loves you
after all these years

so when the twins
fill their diapers
she passes them
off to you

& there you are
again

up to your elbows
in green baby shit

gagging as you
change their diapers
still unable to dodge
the boys piss
as it finds it's target

your idiot face

& that is
fatherhood.

Oct. 2006