There’s a joke that ends with - huh ? It’s the bomb saying here is your father. Now here is your father inside your lungs. Look how lighter the earth is - afterward. To even write the word father is to carve a portion of the day out of a bomb-bright page. There’s enough light to drown in but never enough to enter the bones & stay. Don’t stay here, he said, my boy broken by the names of flowers. Don’t cry anymore. So I ran into the night. The night: my shadow growing toward my father.
There’s a joke that ends with - huh? It’s the bomb saying here is your father. Now here is your father inside your lungs. Look how lighter the earth is - afterward. To even write the word father is to carve a portion of the day out of a bomb-bright page. There’s enough light to drown in but never enough to enter the bones & stay. Don’t stay here, he said, my boy broken by the names of flowers. Don’t cry anymore. So I ran into the night. The night: my shadow growing toward my father.
There’s a joke that ends with - huh ? It’s the bomb saying here is your father. Now here is your father inside your lungs. Look how lighter the earth is - afterward. To even write the word father is to carve a portion of the day
out of a bomb-bright page. There’s enough light to drown in but never enough to enter the bones & stay. Don’t stay here, he said, my boy broken by the names of flowers. Don’t cry anymore. So I ran into the night. The night: my shadow growing toward my father.
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There’s a joke that ends with - huh?
It’s the bomb saying here is your father.
Now here is your father inside
your lungs. Look how lighter
the earth is - afterward.
To even write the word father
is to carve a portion of the day
out of a bomb-bright page.
There’s enough light to drown in
but never enough to enter the bones
& stay. Don’t stay here, he said, my boy
broken by the names of flowers. Don’t cry
anymore. So I ran into the night.
The night: my shadow growing
toward my father.