Lollipop kisses (sticky sweet)
Impress their nectar upon your whiskered cheek:
Your hand absently wiped away their adolescent aftertaste.
Despondent arms:
Outstretched for a reassuring (pretentious) hug
Grasp only the stale air of your indifference
Breathed upon my naively upturned face:
Smothered in incognizance.
Does it mystify?
That I have excommunicated myself from
Your well rehearsed pleasantries?
Your hypocritical attempts to condone justification of
Your displaced loyalty simply compounds the situation.
Your bed is not mine to lie in -
Your rules no longer mine to follow.
Perhaps now you will be the one to recite fairy-tales
On feather-filled pillows, as silent tears cascade down
Self erected barricades, puddling by your cheek...
Pray you never hear the lone hoot owl
As he waits impatiently by your grave...
(approx. 1999)
Categories:
incognizance, angst, childhood, father
Form: Personification