Conkers

You looked empty

A will o wisp on last legs

It's a shame I barely remember 

I remember you used to make me

Homemade fries

And how once I reacted at something in them and cried

And you tried to diagnose it

I remember you had

An attitude of crossed arms

Like you were paying off one final debt 

I remember you saw me lick the static on the TV once

You must have thought "what a strange kid" 

I remember papa taking me 

I remember you on the hospital bed

And I showed you my kinder surprise

You didn't look very interested 

It didn't register back then

Was that where I learned about conkers smashing?