becoming uncle jim

uncle jim I never saw

except as a male figure

in his car

sat outside our house

whenever aunt frances came

she of the wobbly front tooth

& disdain for us step kids

or when we visited her

the faint sounds of his radio

from another room

I never understood why

he would not grace us

with his presence

& now

I am becoming uncle jim

sat outside in the car

listening to the radio

while she visits her family

because if I go in

there will be a row a fight

unpleasant words need be said

to unpleasant people

so I sit outside

in peace in quiet

& wait patiently

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