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The New Nightmare When all the world hushed In your lavender room, Comfort, Little bean snuggled In lap quilt and capable arms Sheathed In green glider-rocker. Lullabies from CD Echo memories To the tiny, decelerating heart, Gripped no more By monsters That seemed all too real. Silent rhythm, We two swayed Sending me a-hum Employing those harmonies To create her new songs Long forgotten -- Until windows close To our tender past. Disinterest began as: Rejected rides on my back, Refused story recitations, Ignoring Voiced plush gesticulating Before a comic, sagging man. To warm your heart now, Permit: Innocent flesh pierced, Crop golden hair, Transition gender Hidden in restrictive garb (Something you're trying out, Or maybe other girls), Renaming yourself Camden -- Douse dreams Of daddy and daughter Running down a beach, Two kites. Now you insulate, Clutch phone, Blue illuminates The dull, pale face — Subterfuge in black. Consulting on social media These unusual, As confused, peers. The crib long repurposed -- Where I don't know. Books and CDs boxed -- I'm sure in attic. A cluttered room hides Our past, Like stuffies ushered out En masse that even mother Doesn't understand why I won't part with. I cannot caress Digital memories contained, What she refuses We shared In a green glider-rocker. "Camden (My Owner)" "Invalid Item" I'm supposed to have all the andwers, all she gets to do is question my authority. |