Hey pineapple
I’m sorry I loved you so much
Before I even got a chance to meet you
And now your mom and I are here
And my diaphragm keeps locking up
My face slick with tears

Hey pineapple
I feel like I’m on a little tin row boat
With no oars but the water is calm
Still, I keep getting pulled away from you
And you’re waving to me from the dock
Not sad
Just there

“Bye dad”
“Bye buddy. You know how much I love you?”
“Yeah dad”

And the water isn’t moving but the dock keeps getting further away

Hey pineapple
I’m so sorry
I’ve been buying video games to play with you
And books to read you
Your mom and I had already started arguing about what to do with you when
The best time to take you target shooting
What to tell you about god (and my lack of it)
We got ahead of ourselves
Can you blame us?

Hey pineapple
I really hope that
Even though I don’t believe in a lot of things
I believed in how much I loved you
How great my life would have been with you in it
How happy you would have made your mom and I
How smart and funny you would have been

Hey pineapple
Did you know
Your aunt Sarah named you
It was the picture of you as an embryo
“I don’t know what I’m looking at, it looks like a pineapple”

Hey pineapple
I’m sorry buddy
I’ll just have to meet you elsewhere
Instead of where we should have met
In a stare while you lay swaddled in my arms
A small smile or belly laugh
Feeling you breath against my chest


Hey pineapple
I’m sorry