Innocent,
fresh baby face
all yours to hold
all she wanted
were butterflies
fluttering about
introducing her
to her world
how could you?
an expired corpse
your cheeks blue
sunken in
on a wet
pillowcase
her baby laid
awake dreaming
a warm house,
daddy's arms
wide open
collapsing
a warm
embrace
on our
torn
dysfunctional
sofa.