by W. S. Merwin     My friend says I was not a good son     you understand     I say yes I understand     he says I did not go     to see my parents very often you know     and I say yes I know     even when I was living in the same city he says     maybe I would go there once     a month or maybe even less     I say oh yes     he says the last time I went to see my father     I say the last time I saw my father     he says the last time I saw my father     he was asking me about my life     how I was making out and he     went into the next room     to get something to give me     oh I say     feeling again the cold     of my father's hand the last time     he says and my father turned     in the doorway and saw me     look at my wristwatch and he     said you know I would like you to stay     and talk with me     oh yes I say     but if you are busy he said     I don't want you to feel that you     have to     just because I'm here     I say nothing     he says my father     said maybe     you have important work you are doing     or maybe you should be seeing     somebody I don't want to keep you     I look out the window     my friend is older than I am     he says and I told my father it was so     and I got up and left him then     you know     though there was nowhere I had to go     and nothing I had to do

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