Swimming

I watch as you drown
offer my hand
refused
You drown as I cry
offer my tears
accepted
You ask as I answer
offer more questions
ignored
We watch as we die
offer no resistance
expected

The pool is full.

Dry Desperation

My soul
cries out
low
to comfort
it
the child
the man
the woman
all confused
combined
contorted
lost
in a sea
of destinations
without
water.

Potential

For a brief moment
we both were me.
Inhabiting time and
space as one.
Parted too soon and
yet not soon enough.
Reluctantly torn from me.
Each of us screaming
and sighing in relief.
Where once you were
there is a void.
Only the question now-
If we were me,
without you,
who am I?

As of Yet, I Am

I am
an ass tomorrow I could die having spent today complaining about the burdens of my life
an ass
Self absorbed indulgent thick headed ignorant possession of my soul seemingly inescapable abyss of existential pity-Werther would be proud-what a quick study
I am
an ass some tomorrow I will die hoping that yesterday was spent on something other than myself-redemption
an ass

I Am, Daddy.

I am your daughter.
I was your biggest fan.
No more.

You know that you used to have five children.
And that somewhere you lost the oldest.

But you don't know your daughter.
Your pretty princess has been sacrificed
to the dragon of reality
so that you can maintain the illusion
that you are a god
and we are your faithful.
You also don't know that
You were a god to her.
No more.
That god is dead to this kid.

I am your daughter.
I was your biggest fan.
No more.