Father of MineA Poem by I.F.W. DavisYou really hated it when I made that your ringtone in high school, but hey look now it actually fits ¯_(ツ)_/¯
I had to wait for 3 hours
to find out you were alive- I had to work for it, find the drive, mulling over and over the flicker of signal that I somehow managed to find, and when I emerged from the old growth to return to our world you had changed it rearranged the entropic direction of the universe, let your wounds fester, nourished them, gave them new life in the breath of your children, and I am angry. …and I am sad. You really fucked up, dad, bad, and the thought of ordering comic books and crosswords for twenty years, God damn. © 2023 I.F.W. Davis |
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