Now that we got that out of the way,
we'll move back into the misery, back
into some of the dark stuff.
Just because I like to play music,
I'm going to read a triolet from the book.
This is called Downhill Triolet.
There are three separate triolets.
I tried to use the same broken rhyme scheme with them,
so we'll see.
Sisyphus, and My Brother--
the phone rings, my brother was arrested again.
Dad hangs up, gets his old blue Chevy going,
and heads to the police station.
It's not the first time, it's not even the second,
no one is surprised my brother was arrested again.
The guy fell on my knife, was his one phone call explanation.
He stabbed a man five times in the back,
is the official accusation.
My brother is arrested again, and again, and again.
Our dad, our Sisyphus, pushes his old blue heart up
to the station.