When I try to write you lettersI get distracted by poems
I lost track of time since the acid burn
And thoughts seem to weave
I remind myself to care about the
Indifferent Other, the spiritual father
Who still disappoints.
But you have a light that glows.
And in a constant hurry I strive,
To know what turns you inside out.
If I forget to tell you, please know
This love is not just for you
But for you, I will let it grow