Monday, July 16, 2018

His father;s control

He stays upstairs in his own memory.
He keeps reliving and attacking the shadows of his father's actions.
But while he swings out-
He only knocks down all the people who are there for him now. 
They look pretty tired of being the angels on his own shoulders. 
His dog minds the hand that feeds her. 
And the jawbone under the kitchen table belongs to his mother. 
Such a sad story to relive. 
Bargaining with the clock and wolf. 
He will pay it and move on with his precious life , while he forgets it. 
His next appointment is only his next date. 

Art credit-

Rick Berry 





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