My home is my car
even though home was always
where my little girl is

Society exiled me
or did I exile me

My days are limited
but my thoughts are infinite

The stars are my only companions
I wish I could join them
if only I could be a part of
the little dipper that hovers
right above her house
a perfect view

If I can't forgive myself for leaving
maybe she can

The weeks without food consume me
until I forget my name and my past

If I can't come back as a twinkle in the night sky
let me come back as the wind
that she inhales into her body and
exhales out with a sigh
that ripples through her hair and
cools her neck on unbearable days

I hope to God she knows
and I hope to God there is a God