Dear Honey,

 

Dear Honey,

Remember that day

You stood next to me

And said your vows

Even putting your signature

Down on a piece of paper?

Where were you 

When I lay there dying

Hooked up to those machines

Kidney dialysis 

Is horrible stuff

Just because Julia Roberts

Made it look easy

In Steel Magnolias

Does not mean I enjoyed it

Not a day goes by

That I don't think about

Being alone in the world

With my mother crazy enough

To be locked up for life

Probably on the phone

Telling others I was having fun

Or worse you

That I was too busy to come to the phone

And you believed her.

Or those horrible people

From the congregation from hell

Lead by Candace 

Who were going around stealing

Everything they could for themselves

While Jimmy was having the time of his life

He found my identical sister

In her ice coffin

In one of those forensics laboratory

Where she had been left 

In order to not get caught

Instead he made a video

Of himself on top 

Of a five year old 

In order to prove

He was a class act

Then he opened her up

Stealing her ovary for himself

He wore it as a talisman

Off of himself

Which then turned green

He had to have surgery

On his private parts.

But not before he had

Also taken her kidney

He thought there was only one

And sold it on the black-market

Someone named Erma Bombeck

Actually bought it and attempted

To have it inserted into herself.

What would a sixty plus woman

Want with a five year old kidney?

Anyways while you were away

They put me on ice.

Which is when they heard

There was an exact match

All the way over in Asia

They reclaimed the stolen item

Imagine being caught red-handed

With stolen merchandize.

Then they gave me my very own

Twin sisters kidney

Which is the one I am still

Using today

Although I am sure it has also failed.

I allowed her to eat all that candy

Suffering for it now.

But where were you?

I was returned to that hell town

Where I had to sit 

With some celebrities bastard

Who was being paid to do it

Just to watch her walk

At 25 across a stage

That she had not earned the right

But then the jackass prinicple

Was not qualified either

All I heard from his wife

Is she had not graduated

From college

Perhaps if he had not been arrested

And she decided to get pregnant

They would both have a better life

Then destroying mine.

Even Lindsay Davis

Cant understand that I am

Not interested in her plight

Nor her destroying anyone else

But there she sits in my chair

Boring us with her repeat 

Of my program

She does everything I did

But without a kidney transplant

Which by the way

Left me sterile

Not able to have kids

Is that why you ran away

With another woman

To hold her child

Which is not yours?

I hear it has now graduated 

From university

And pursuing a career 

I had wanted.

By the way

Where were you

When I did graduate?

That male prostitute

Showed up 

The one I had already

Made a police report on

But there he was stalking me.

Instead of you standing 

There with red roses in your hands

At least someone woke me up

With Lavendar ones 

But that was a long time ago.

What happened to being best friends?

How many more false men

Do i need to confront

Over not having a marriage license

But fingers so long

They snag anything green

In my wallet?

Or how many more drug addicts

Will show off not having 

A  Birth certificate

That they cant understand

That I am not their mama

Nor am I going to let it go

I will not drop 

The issue of extortion

And stalking

An innocent individual

Who may have had her picture

On the cover of a magazine.

Did you hear?

Some soap opera star

Died and they threw her a huge funeral

So popular was she

Just a soap opera actress

No body really

Not as if she had won

Any awards of value.

But then again 

Where were you

When my uncle cousin

Handed me a coveted 

Award for Journalism?

So proud was I to work 

For my own flesh and blood

Then he got caught

And no longer took my calls

All because of some lunatic

Named Betty 

Even though a convict 

Keeps approaching people

Claiming to be my mother

Poor Politicians

They cant even go out to dinner

With out a drunk

Running into their guards

Should have seen that one coming

Didn't

Stop it from happening

To the big boss

Who has gotten so old.

And another thing

Where were you the day

Jimmy decided to end it all.

Set my biological father on fire

In front of me?

If I had not fought 

For his life

He would have died right there.

But then we had to deal

With another I don't remember

Going before a  judge

Told I am not allowed

To call myself a Goforth

Don't care what he says

Going to do it anyways.

Where were you when

He did die shortly

Afterwards?

When we had a funeral

And his body was stolen

One more time

Cremated is what jimmy did

Who was supposed to be incarcerated

Instead I had to sit there

Very confused while a service

Was performed by a nice neighbor

As to why I thought

We had already buried him.

Where were you when

My mothers brain

Turned cancerous

And she sat there demanding

To have me locked up

For no reason at all

Except she was still not accepting me

As her biological daughter

Even though the judges would not

Allow her to get away with it.

And where were you

When jimmy captured my mother

And put her in hospital?

Six weeks I sat there

Hoping someone would call

Instead I had to be shown 

Her in the morgue

Then she was cremated

Because jimmy had sold

Her burial lot

To an African family

I carried her around

So long

It broke my arms

Then I found a way

Of having her reunited 

With her childhood boyfriend

And only husband.

Where were you on that day?

Or the day I had my last 

Auto accident

Pulled out paralyzed

From the waist down

Sitting holding the hand

Of your newest conquest

A Jehovah's witness?

Who don't bother with marriage licenses?

What about the day

I was told I had uterine tumors?

And both Jimmy and Candy

Showed up to tell me

I had to have a hysterectomy

Or else.

Ten years later

I am still being told

There is a specialist

Willing to treat me as a patient

But I am sure 

Unless you are sitting there

I wont get my surgery

And will still be pushing

A kitten around in a stroller

For the people

To stand around and stare at.

I have no intention

Of dying first

So, I wont even ask you

Although I will probably

Find my way 

To your funeral

But Honey

Where are you?

Why are you not sitting 

Next to me?

What did I do?

Not be the one on the phone

Or had a little tiny nervous breakdown?

Why are you still pretending

We never got married

Or was it just a dream...

Spent my life dreaming

Of reality

While everyone else is trapped

In an alternate story line

Fantasizing

They have not forgotten.