WATCHING UNCLE SHAVE.

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A BOY WATCHES HIS UNCLE SHAVE.

Submitted: September 12, 2012

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Your Uncle Ed

shaved in the kitchen sink

using a cutthroat razor

 

gazing in the small square mirror

set on the draining board

where the big window

 

gave him plenty of light

and you used to stand

watching him as he set to work

 

on his cheeks and jaw

and under his nose

and the dog

 

in the basket

under the stairs barked

and Uncle said

 

shut up you hound

and the mutt would bang

its tail against its box

 

and you looked in

the box at the mutt

and said

 

quiet Bob

no need to bark

and Uncle got off

 

the last of the soap

with the razor

and washed his face

 

with hot water

from the kettle

and dabbed his face dry

 

with a big white towel

and there were spots of blood

where he nicked himself

 

and he said

don’t shave boy

it’s nothing

 

but a waste of time

and effort

because it just

 

grows back again

and after dabbing dry

his face

 

and sticking bits of tissue

on the wounds

he went off to dress

 

leaving you

and the mutt

and the banging tail

 

and you rubbed

your smooth

7 year old face

 

with your hand

and said to Bob

I ain’t never

 

going to shave

and you stared out

of the kitchen window

 

at Granddad’s flowers

growing in the small side bed

and the white bench

 

at the end of the garden

where you used to sit

with your grandparents

 

on Sunday afternoons

watching the blue skies

and telling them

 

all kinds of dreams

and childish lies.


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