How

Heavy

Can

I

Be?

Before

I sink?


He told her things

I'll
Never hear,

But from lips

I own.

Jealous,
I
Can't taste that Breath

You are
Fortunate

Memories
Of Flowers

A father held,
Holds
You

DEAR

It must be sweet

I am my own parent
And
Branded
Pretty
And
DUMB

OOOOOOWWWW

When can I call?
Upon
My mother

Father?

I feel
As an
Orphan

Lost

At sea

High
Tides

How they
Swallow me

Sink
Me

I
Know these words seem bitter
As
Others
TOO

I
MISS
Having

What I have
Always
TRIED
TO
GIVE

The soft breast
Of the Robin's
MOTHER

AND THE STRENGTH
AND
COMFORT
OF
A FATHER

Some wonder
If
It’s
Better
Not to know

I
Just
Want
To
Not parent

And feel the comfort

THE SAFETY

THE
SUBLIME

Held,
Revered,
Know

Someone
Anyone,
Finds
ME

SPECIAL

bEYOND
tHE bEAUTY

pAST

THAT

WILL

NEVER

LAST!!!