Notes on Eternal Toy

What might be considered remotely rewarding are the things you learn about yourself from seeing what your unknown parent thought was good. 

 

I mean he had to believe he was feeling it, right?  

Well the internet is full of this "oh remember when" crap, why not put some up from when this stuff might have been invented way back in the early sixties.

I'm not sure what "boyhood reverence" is.

The mental pictures of him as a boy in the country are kind of nice in a "fantasy childhood" kind of way.  

And it's fun to play Simon Cowell to one's unknown dead father.  

The only other thing that this poem continues to teach me is...

I don't like exclamation points!!!

TW.