Absentee
filling the role, perfectly
of a creepy social media stalker
saving pictures to my phone
of a daughter I have not seen in person
for more than ten years –
spitting image
of her old man…
though she would never know it
she posts about her girlfriend
and I wonder if it is genetic
or anger driven
she posts about school
and I wonder if she is bullied
or accepted
I wonder
because I am too afraid to ask –
once upon a time
when she was but five
we met….
my ex, her mother
became my excuse
and I walked away,
again….
no matter the reasons
I feel the pain of that choice
and I think about her feelings –
I tell myself that one day
when she is out from under that specter
I will extend my hand
hopefully
as I have no care for her ****** orientation
or career path goals
only to be a part of
and know
instead of always
wondering –