Framed.
By a halo
Of tumbling black hair
Restlessly, yearningly, dreaming
My idea was growing
Blooming.
Each event spoke
With a cryptic tongue
My father first came fully
Into the orbit of my concern
Lawgiver.
Always some how
Alien and remote
My deep hate of him
How can I hit back at him
Anticipating.
Calculated words that spawn
Invisible demons
Had to pause and think
Of what was happening to me
Teasing.
It made me angry
His absence
Thought of him
With a deep biological bitterness
Chance.
Stomach churn
Consuming curiosity
More than I could remember
Insisted she sit still
Listen.
She was dumbfounded
Never meant anything
To me emotionally
A paternal right
Was the only right
Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 6:18 AM UTC
Framed.
By a halo
Of tumbling black hair
Restlessly, yearningly, dreaming
My idea was growing
Blooming.
Each event spoke
With a cryptic tongue
My father first came fully
Into the orbit of my concern
Lawgiver.
Always some how
Alien and remote
My deep hate of him
How can I hit back at him
Anticipating.
Calculated words that spawn
Invisible demons
Had to pause and think
Of what was happening to me
Teasing.
It made me angry
His absence
Thought of him
With a deep biological bitterness
Chance.
Stomach churn
Consuming curiosity
More than I could remember
Insisted she sit still
Listen.
She was dumbfounded
Never meant anything
To me emotionally
A paternal right
Was the only right
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