father's day

'father’s day'

today i stand above the bones;

my own are restless

they strike like chimes when i walk

i am deaf to the chords.

today i stir above the bones;

my own are fractured

they grate like gears inside the clock

i have lost track of the time. 

today i pray above the bones; 

my own are mourning 

they cry like gulls above the sea

endless as it is deep, this sea.

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