Dear You

Dear You, Listen for God's sake!! The world sends vibrations so frequently you've memorized the frequency and hear it a mile away drawing closer ...but when closer becomes here eyes widen like deer uncertain of their doom Man, must you fall in every pothole in your road? A freelance daredevil rocking a unicycle, riding haphazardly, aware of these obstacles while brandishing a masochistic blindfold. The wise side remains less bold, self-scolding after the fact... recounting every time you shot an arrow in the sky, then fell victim to your quiver I know you lie awake at night terrified of all your unsorted feelings alone, they become real things...not clothes we wear for show , and Steve, you're not alone...someone understands you... she stares at her ceiling too wanting to filter truth seeing herself as rootless, wandering and fitting in no one's mold as tears spill over her cheeks, yours are damp from nights reflecting Don't fear she doesn't exist...fear that you can't see with your head down... Know that you must let go of your father. His weight has drowned you far too long and we must move on and tread the water. ...I know the day you met was the the beginning desent and every day since has been quasi-apathetic ...but you know no father, only George and up to that day, the world was yours Take it back Steve, this world you allowed to slip past as you realized no sense of entitlement, fight for it and give it to your son...and no one can take it once you've given it away.