Sometimes I like to think That you just moved real far away And that you got a job being a jeweler At a different far away jewelry store Because you hated working For your father who never Believed in you the right way And that you just couldn’t drive That silly old van hours to see us
And then I remember I drive that van now I have your guitars on your rack In my room near the window Eggay the cat is here Not at your Fishtown Philadelphia house I wear your ratty denim coat To school to feel your embrace When I cannot keep a smile on I keep your bifocals locked up In a display case with your Memorial pamphlet That says you were buried On January twenty first Of two thousand ten.
I do wonder on days like this What you’ll say to me When we see each other again I wonder if your tears will be so real Like they were when we had to leave The vacation early because I ****** it up
I wish I could inhale your scent Of cigarettes and beer and Father
I wish I could remember what you sounded like So crisp in my head Yet the fear you caused absent in my nerves
I still remember every tattoo you had Encompassing your whole body In a beautiful mural Like the ones we’d see When you drove us from mother’s home To yours
You had Julia in purple on your left shoulder Overseeing the chinese dragon That flew through the mountains and sunshine on your arm
Rayna’s name was inked underneath that same arm And my name inked underneath the right Mine sitting underneath another dragon Sweeping through a thunderstorm
On your one leg was a blue diamond A homage to your passion and your life On the other was a daddy sea horse With its two babies in tow
On your back was a few odd ones Aliens smoking a joint in their ship A heart made out of machinery And knuckles punching someone’s teeth out
I remember being so proud To have a daddy who was so Unapologetically himself Despite him being unapologetic When he hurt people
And I am still proud to say I am your daughter Who is just as uniquely unapologetic For who I am As you were Love you daddy