faith

friday the 13th
a day like any other but rather a reasonably bad
day
at least later in said day
a place where children play
at home on screens
at ponts we scream
curse words and insults
razors sharp schrapnel
exploded onto one another
face to face
a fight for control
a fight for this place
our home our house
this thing that is my
responsibility to keep
up above all 4 of us
and im not trusted
reprimanded and disgusted
frustration and resentment
past future present problematic
the reasons and the facts is
keeping tabs and going off
hardcore run to the front door
and out to cool down in the
swelter California climate conspiracy
truth and fact be dismayed
delayed and cancelled for the season
no grace no wisdom no reason
where we go now is up in the air
like it always seems to be
should we stay or should we go now
the only band that really matters
and somehow all the matters discussed
turns tight and loud and i cant trust
any judgements
cant put it down to make it
work right.