Dearest Demon Daddy

Daddy hero

My all and all

You were so tall

And I wondered at two, how you didn’t fall

“Daddy’s home!”

Thank you for teaching me how to ride a bike

(get your tongue out my little ear)

Thank you for teaching me how to drive a car

(why is your hand between my knobby knees)

Jumping the backyard fence at dusk in a brown desk

All the pretty sand dared to swallow my sorrowful aura

 Untroubled waves drowned in my dis-ease and jumping whales obscured

Beyond my weeping vision

Mama and Donna singing “His eye is on the sparrow” miles away at the two-faced church

Free at the beach and chained at my feet

Daddy’s home.

Smiling bright eyes without light

Standing in his house

Alone with him at night

Fraternal danger trying to extinguish this bright little light of mine

Sitting with his bible at the dinner table

Teaching the word of God

Love and truth and all of the beautiful above

While a demon swung from his tongue, like Tarzan’s vine

Mocking and laughing at me, at us, the whole time

Every week was Sunday school and terror

Wrestling mama till she cried

Chuckling like it was some joke

When second by second you were planning to smoke

And choke of us out of our lifeforce

My goofy

Joke-telling

Pilot-flying

Pentagon lying

General of gold

Beloved by every single soul

Raping and withholding

Suffocating and scolding

Dearest

Demon

Daddy.