desperation and confusion

he shriveled in desperation and confusion
cowering in the shadows of his father’s death
refusing to love, refuting hate’s force
stuck in the leading role of indifference
brought on by mutual estrangement
his father’s idea of love
at that moment, tears did not swell
waiting for the casket to be lowered
into the ground’s wet forgetfulness
then, invisible behind the great oak
he let out a wailing cry, a single note
of grief filled the air with his presence
at last claimed, accosting memories
with years of his father’s empty promises
desperation and confusion


desperation and confusion
[2008.20.3…d]

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