I wrote a poem Daddy

you raised up your head

looked up from your love

looked up from your gin

another poem about death 

you said

what do you know about death

you said

what do you know about life

what do you know about writing

you said

you have to go out in the world

and live

but I was not an idea you had Daddy

I'm not an idea that you had

I wrote a poem Daddy

a poem about life

I learned how to write

by cutting off pieces

and burning off skin

I wrote a poem Daddy

in ashes and spit

I wrote a poem

with gin on its breath

I woke with the living

and slept with the dead

Daddy

I wrote a poem

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