Lost

Why
Do I fail
My son
My heart
This way

Goddamnit you dragon
Can’t you just
Wait
While I walk
Him
To his
Classroom
Without
Pulling away

Fuck

Fangs
Sink
Deep
Into the pink
Flesh
Of an apple
Plucked from its mother
Before it was ripe
Just so
It could ripen
In isolation
In service
Of perfection
Upon meeting
It’s devourer
On the sterile
Set
Of a grocery stand
Humans circling
Hunting
Hungry
For food
Gathered
Butchered
Packaged
Cleaned
By another
Just so
They can move
Seemlessly
From the hunt
To the spa
Or to work
In a job
Where
Imperfection
Is unprofessional

I cannot believe
I would sacrifice our
Bond
In service to
School
To the whims
Of a culture
That clearly
Doesn’t give a shit
About helpless kids
Over the NRA
Boy band
That has its hands
Wrapped around
Our throat

I am a fool
Piercing my own heart
With my claws
God
Help me stop this madness
Help me chose love
Over armed slavery
To my own wounds
Help me chose
Together
Help me stop
Drawing pictures
And rooms
And worlds
Of isolation
Where my son
And my heart
Cannot find me

God help me
I have sinned