It's selfish to taste your morning all at once
knowing you had passed
but that was yesterday when you touched all those babies
when they breathed deep and smelled San Diego
I stared too long at you, into your echoes
...your ************ old age into oxygen bottles
stroking out to door handles you twisted to leave here
When you cinder
I will give you back to Mexico
with all my pulverized bone wrapped in plastic
sealed tight enough for you to gnash your teeth on
Sep 18, 2017
Sep 18, 2017 at 10:53 PM UTC
It's selfish to taste your morning all at once
knowing you had passed
but that was yesterday when you touched all those babies
when they breathed deep and smelled San Diego
I stared too long at you, into your echoes
...your ************ old age into oxygen bottles
stroking out to door handles you twisted to leave here
When you cinder
I will give you back to Mexico
with all my pulverized bone wrapped in plastic
sealed tight enough for you to gnash your teeth on
Child molesting fathers die alone
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