MICHAEL MARROTTI - POEM

 Michael Marrotti is an author from Pittsburgh using words instead of violence to mitigate the suffering of life in a callous world of redundancy. His primary goal is to help other people. He considers poetry to be a form of philanthropy. When he's not writing, he's volunteering at the Light Of Life homeless shelter on a weekly basis. If you appreciate the man's work, please check out his blog:www.thoughtsofapoeticmind.blogspot.com for his latest poetry and short stories.

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                           My mother

the metaphor
always did
the wrong thing
But to this day
will dispute the
accusation
 
She taught me
devotion
through the
perpetuity
of devoured
vodka bottles
 
She taught me
perseverance
by waking up
hungover each
morning and
conquering
it by noon
 
She taught me
nothing lasts
forever by
leaving my dad
and the many
men after him
 
She taught me
catharsis
by feeding me Xanax
once I could no
longer except her
self obsessed
psychotic behavior
 
She taught me
how to prioritize
when she took
me trick or treating
then turned around
a half of block down
to continue her drinking
 
My mother
the metaphor
taught me all
the wrong things
My form of rebellion
is to do the opposite
 
Bad examples can be
just as beneficial
as good ones
Thanks, mom
I'm a better person
because of it