Donny Don't

Drinking was a lot more exciting
when I wasn't allowed to do it.
These days my mom just tells me
to get off her couch and that
I’m tearing this family apart.

You never took issue, reminding me
all the past was never as important
as today is. What’s today I’d ask,
Everything you’d say, eat your
eggs before they get cold.

Now when we speak you hold
a spear, stomping your feet
in holy ritual and singing
from deep in your chest
that I must leave this place.

I’m often confused
with someone who’s angry.
I often regret what I don’t do,
more so than what I do.

I’m often left thinking of someone
who stopped thinking of me long ago,
still my head resets as faithfully
as a fourteen-year-old’s search history.

I'm often confused,
I'm rarely myself.

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