Absenteeism

We had a party for Valentine's Day where everyone was supposed to supply a poem.  Chris submitted an adaptation of Alan Ginsberg's poem, 'Howl,' dedicated to me, that I thought was worthy of  documentation:

Howl (Of The Single Mother)

I saw the best parents of my generation
Destroyed by madness, starving, hysterical
Half naked
Dragging themselves through the child-ridden streets at dawn
Looking for an angry fix

Afflicted, by angel-headed hipsters
Cursing the absentee fathers and cruel fates
I leave you my ambiguous legacy
Of Theo and vicarious adventure
May it get you through the ashcan cemetery dawns.

--Chris Gregory


Also, a quote: 
"I'm only an absentee father when I'm not here."- C. Gregory