by Peter Erich
Arguments of
calculators in palms
multiplied by
knees tucked into desks
for eighty hours a week
equals the loss of feeling
in my cashew toes and
what sound sneaks in but
the voice of my child
in footie pajamas
standing in the door frame
on a crusade for more time with me.
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this is the story of my father and me. it might be the story of me and my son or daughter. i still have time to change it --- i just don't know how. The formula is fucked.
'...a crusade for more time..." great line!
@martha thank you & happy new year