rooster

 there's a bit of pharamcy in the making

needs help with the commons, sotto voce in command. 

downtown attributes come to henhouse seeking

sweet succulent smash heads, good when they're young

so easily imprinted. how do you cure the poverty? 

what wealth is ever enough to shut him the fuck up?

so you ask 

do you think your dad was appropriate

when you winced at his forty five minute voice

that you use like a club on your child

oh these many futures away from then?

all she hears is just like your dad isms

but if it's true, isn't it paramount to hear it?

so you ask what did you do all day

grow the laundry bags? water the lazy?

there isn't one thing you've said you'd do 

that you've done, beyond the things you know

i won't tolerate this time around. dirty dishes,

diaper shit on the walls. 

like a broken abusee you don't 

admit. call him a narcissist and you,

a branch of that plant. you said 

you were doing better but you're not

you've just found a slave to make you feel 

that way. there are things you could change

but you don't want to. and while

i'm being honest, you're not allowed

to fuck your child up this way. i left him

but i can't leave you. but i can try to take her 

away from you. i can try to get evidence to prove

to you what you're doing. 

i can;t do this right now.

i need to write you a letter. 

Steinbeck in the 21st century

 Like many millennials my daughter struggles to maintain a semblance of Independence. She is not. After 2 years of throwing money at her relationship with baby daddy number 2 I have been forced to let her move back in to the wonderful family trailer abode. And like all trailers the walls are an anorexic on a four-year binge. You can almost see through them. And it has been stressful because she tends to be defensive due to once again having to ask for help. Things didn't work out like she planned with baby daddy number two and now maybe daddy number two has baby number eight on the way. I mean can this kid anymore obvious? I have offers her germination but she does not want to do that and that's jeopardizes the future of her whole family. But when I look at where I live I say go for it dude. I love that I don't see why okay what I was trying to say was her choice of baby daddies does not allow for her chosen profession of stay-at-home mom and sit on my ass. Well I certainly hope that she is serious about getting a job but if she can't even walk the half block to the park with children I do not understand how she thinks she's going to get any kind of job. She has become morbidly obese and it frightens me. And of course if I say anything that I'm fat shaming epic girls. But the truth is she is not healthy and she has two children and she is pregnant with ano inther and well I just can't condone any of this. And I certainly believe less. So my phone is going to die so I need to turn it off see if I can take a nap and get a few hours sleep.

what does the fire remember?

 lick the skin, the sizzle

a tremelo scattered in dark sky

slight hug like goodbye, visiting.

and anyway, the fire got away

ran down the valley, up the hills

remeniscent fabric circling 

in fast light