A dad should be thoughtful and care
No matter what's thrown into the air
It made me wonder
If I was a bear
No thought or care
Thankfully you do not have
To pause during a moment of fear

I ran around stairs
Only for the laundry
Thickheaded ideas
Giggled at the groceries

Tolls
Highways
Parking lots

Not walking down
For the wrong train
Another promise
Here's the thing

Lights
Speaking
Easily

Trajectory is brutal
Looking dumb
With a thumb
Path or next aisle

Confused
Old news
Not true

I smiled

I'm mad because I was told to be silent
When I was throwing up violent
At times your friends were on diets
Buy the books or die by it

Who was I?
When you didn't care.
What happened?
We
Was it me?
Tell me.
Please!

I want to release
The people
You know them
Who never dared
To walk away

Was it me?
Speak up!
I need to know.
Did I escape?

Squares do cartwheels
On four sides
Rectangle does handstands

I think vanity is a poison
Trying to keep a day frozen
The mirror you can't run from
Probably afraid and then some

Grocery trips made me remember
The last day I stumbled

Eyes and ears at every turn
I really wanted to be returned
Running and running
And running when sore

I hit the floor
Blood did pour

I want to know
Who read the news

That my face was gone

It would also feel less hurtful when she gushes over TV for something the family she made deals with.

She can't relate past the family that made her deal with it.

It always is about her and Bob.

Like every connection still has to be from her family. And her family is not us.

Which is crazy because she made us.