liberavi animam meam / I have freed my soul
Past poems, present poems, rambling prose. Writing instead of sleeping at 3am.


Thursday, April 03, 2003  

L'Esprit D'Escalier
Verses of things unsaid

Hey dad, how have you been these eight years?
I've been doing fine. I have a career plan a health plan
a plan to be bigger than you some day.
I've grown up now. Do you remember me?

When I was young there were
moments of silence between us so dense it was
Like the sound of the jet plane leaving the place of my birth.
Now the kids are all grown up, even
Tina is not so tiny anymore.

I got used to a lot of things like being alone and calling it

Solitude.

I had a lot of time and no time at all because I was always busy
I kept myself busy not thinking about you and the kids
and the kids being happy with you going to places with you
doing all sorts of things that kids should be doing with dads
with you.

I'm sorry you lost your mother today. I'm sorry that I was away.
I'm sorry that I never knew how to speak to you again.
Nice seeing you dad.

I still love you.

posted by Sally | 3:11 PM
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