The man stood at the door of the playroom
swaying because of his fifth beer
his eyes puffy and bloodshot
His body language communicating fear
He watched his son play
sometimes commentating
othertimes warning his son what not to do
The beer made it interesting
like christmas lights plugged in
when sober unplugged
His face struggled to smile
but got there in the end
In slow motion he turned his face to the table
where the rest of his family ate pizza
He leaned forward almost off balance
a grin appeared and subsided in seconds
His world was complete in this moment
hangover pending
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