<a href=”http://cherokeeghostwriter.tumblr.com/” style=”text-decoration:underline;”>cherokeeghostwriter</a>:
write a poem about confessions
Father, we ain’t been much for talkin’
’n I’m a heartbeat from walkin’,
but I’m tired.
so damned tired.
how many hail marys, how many acts of repentance?
dammit father,
ain’t bein’ a fag enough?
ain’t watchin’ her enough?
ain’t losin’ him enough?
ain’t that enough?
ain’t it enough?
