Daddy
How crushing
the plung,
your weight collapsing my
kindergarden bones.
Your number one girl
six at best
learned love comes with a price
attached to a cock.
Invading me wholly
again
and
again
branding me with the
dis-ease of obligation.
What is love
if not the lust in your eyes?
Did I pea
and beg
and scratch
and gnaw
for you to stop?
Was my obedience dependable?
Now
at twenty-three
with eyes the age of time herself
I am begining to remember:
you are double fudge chocolate cake
and I am diabetic.
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