falter and cough

dropped a pen
into a cup of tea
and my mother
loudly sighed
as I carried bad
habits from those
remembered for
graceless doings
like driving vans
into garage doors
and setting fires
by tossing foil
into microwaves.

no one died
but some laughed
after a few months
passed and faded
as party invites
took brief flight
and we said our
greetings to all
who so wanted to
stop by and fail
in forgetting all
that illuminates
human cacophony.

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