parked like a limping jalopy on an amputee park bench.
watching young soft girls sell hard against the boulevard
so they can do smack out back with the white trash boys
who size me up.
hats crooked and backward like their mothers teeth and their own beliefs.
slouching and leaning in their stride like two drunken penguins
shuffling home from the ice bar, fighting over fish sticks--no real threat to any one but themselves.
their drawn out skinny arms with bad backs and barroom tattoos already turning blue.
this is our future--or part of it.
while a young couple breezes by both with their noses buried in iphones.
oblivious to anything outside their happy little bubble.

let me start from the beginning

you had always been a selfish man
always thought you were right
it always had to go your way
you always got what you wanted

you physically and mentally abusive *******

im old enough now to understand pain
youre the cause of it

you should have abandoned us earlier
it wouldnt have hurt this badly

we want you to come home
we need you
we need help
but you dont care

i dont have a father

i see you once a week if im lucky
even when youre around
it doesnt feel like youre there

i hope you like being alone
because youll never be accepted back into this family
enjoy all of the materials you took from us
i hope they make you happier than we do

dad, you were always wrong
you make stupid and selfish decisions
youre a disappointment
youre a liar

sometimes i miss you
but im mostly angry with you

you found my beautiful mother
you created me
you created my younger brother

you wont see us grow into mature and successful adults
your wife
my lovely mother
has men kissing her feet

so why would we need you anymore
we dont want a part-time father
we dont want you at all

I have this watch I wear
That gives the time of day
It also gives the time at night
Because the face illuminates

One thing that it doesn't
That I wish it would
Is remind me of the time
That I should spend with you

You see I get so busy Lord
I barely have time to think
Living this life day to day
As if it were on the brink

If I continue at this pace
I'm not sure that I'll survive
Is this what they meant when I heard them say
This is the time of your life

So I took the battery out of my watch
To remind me every hour of every day
To stop what it is I'm doing
And take the time to knell and pray