Daddy

Dark room spinning
For him

I alone with my demons
And he consumed by his

Ties to rubber bands

Trembling, alcoholic dreamer
Wipe the needle clean
Between dirty, licked fingers

Make him happy
For the gang parade
frozen dead and dangling

In the sand.

I am bright
A charmer with anklets on
As always he thanks me
With a tonguey kiss

And whispers

That’s my little girl.

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