father problems
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Luis Angel Vargas by: Luis V
My father promises me so many things
Promised me an Iphone 11 never got it
Promised me a visit to him on christmas
I’m afraid of open windows, open doors, and open mikes –
As the thoughts come rushing to my lips,
I have to try and sew them shut before my sins, opinions, and dreams escape –
After all,
I feel that maybe seein' you go was a wakeup call.
A wakeup call to reality.
That grownups sometimes have no choice even if they get down on their knees.
An extraneous hope for merciful redemption
These queer mice lurking behind harrowed shelves
Rapidly engage between bones crackling beneath the hands of lost worship;
