“Daddy”

Written on November 21, 2002 on the day I turned the radio off.


I am the vein of disappointment
Flowing through this interstate
Run so fast to never be there
Happy child with no guarantees

There is a world of desperate measure
Living close within my mind
All is right and scenery conquered
Leveled out by my belief

And can I ever be that person providing all that she deserves
Sinking deeper with the chasm
I sense the bulb is flickering

I am a dream

A memory

A thought quite pleasant as she hits the bed

I am a visitor

Long distance call

Mark the calendar quite frequent this fall