Poetry from Jack Galmitz

A Cheap Trick

A cheap trick is something like this:

when I lived with my brother and our parents
sometimes I took a shoe or sneaker
and balanced it between the door and its frame
so there was an open gap to the vestibule.
(You can only do this occasionally. If you do it 
too often it simply won't do.)
I then called out to my father to hurry and come quick
he had to see this; and when we saw him at the open space
we held our breath and he never even looked in he just pushed the door and the shoe dropped on his head.
My brother always was in stitches after this
and my father well
he was bitter but didn't speak of it.
Just so you don't think I'm a creep or something
I want you to know that my father was very serious:
he never once, not ever, told either of us a joke.

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we were in the court
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2 thoughts on “Poetry from Jack Galmitz

  1. Thanks so much J.D. for taking out the time to read the poems and for your praise. Much appreciated.

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