MY MOTHER

MY MOTHER TIM WILLIAMS MAY 2015

MY MOTHER THREW THE HOT KETTLE ONCE
IT COLLIDED WITH MY HEAD
IT LANDED ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR
I THOUGHT I MIGHT BE DEAD

MOTHER THREW THE SAUCEPANS TOO
SOME HIT MY CROMBIE COAT
SHE SCREAMED VARIOUS OBSCENITIES
PROMPTLY GRABBED ME BY THE THROAT

MOTHER THREW A BOTTLE OF MILK
IT WAS MADE OF GLASS AND ALMOST FULL
IT MISSED MY FACE BY INCHES
AND SMASHED AGAINST THE WALL

MOTHER THREW MY DINNER TOO
IT WENT FLYING,BEANS ON TOAST IT WAS,
" I SAID WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS"
SHE SAID " BECAUSE........BECAUSE..... BECAUSE "

MOTHER THREW THE KNIFES AND FORKS
ALL THE UTENSILS FROM HIGH AND LOW
I WONDERED WHY THE MISSILES STOPPED
.....SHE'D RUN OUT OF THINGS TO THROW

THAT'S WHAT PART OF MY CHILDHOOD WAS LIKE
BELIEVE IT IF YOU CAN
I SAID TO MYSELF " FUCK THIS ", AND WENT TO LIVE WITH NAN 
DID YOU HAVE A MUM LIKE THAT , OR WAS IT ONLY MINE ?