I, I, I
I hated you.
You've been dead a decade.
Frozen & old
6 feet under? O What a joke.
You might as well had been
Killed by Me.
Because I've killed you today
Grey hair and mustache
Black Ford pick-up, rusted and intense
Late at night, late at night
Stomping in, strong hand on the flask
Stomping in like an elephant
Authority rhino
Keep my trap shut.
And hide in my room.
Where I always am
A material boy, starchild
Shrine to the Material World
It's all I've ever known.
I, I -
I have found it hard to **** you dad
Revolving my head
Moon-dad I have given you up to the stars
Holding my blade
That moon is on a leash
A centrifugal satellite; gravity ghost
I,
I must be brave for you.
Slice, 3, 2, 1.
We're free.
Re-read, re-read. Most personal poem I'll ever post. I don't know if I got it right.