Parent your spouse.
I'm guilty.I smiled when you unbuttoned my blouse.
Not because I liked it -
Not because I wanted more.
But because it wasn't violent
Like it always was before.
These are our good memories.
But because they only nauseate,
No one will ever envy me
Or your ability to procreate.
Sometimes I wish you could've been right.
But you were so damn wrong.
I wonder why it was me you'd fight
And never admit your flaws.
All I wanted was a father
And although sometimes I had him,
He'll never walk me to the altar.
He'll never hear that slow, sweet hymn.
He told me that he loved me.
I believe he must have.
Although he showed it awfully,
He was always proud to be my dad.
I know I said I hate you
And that I don't really care.
But you'll stay with me like a tattoo.
Forever, everywhere.
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