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love is being cremated with a joint
Out of sight
out of mind
but you're not gone
you're not gone
I missed your birthday again
bypassed your anniversary
and pretended like it didn't bother me
that I forgot
that I keep forgetting
The years pass
and I think about you less and less
but you're always with me
in every curl of weed smoke
I inhale into my lungs
on the days I need to get
a little bit bent
You're in the failure of my micro garden
that will never look like vegie patch
you laboured over with so much love
until the the neighbours started
jumping the fence to steal things
You're in every shitty bit of parenting advice
anyone throws my way
I know you'd be driving me nuts
with your traditions
nevermind that you were a new age hippy
some things take a few generations
for us to rewrite
You're in the shade of the trees
on those summer days
I have a panic attack on the street
and you linger like a guardian angel
reminding me to breathe
though in reality you'd have told me
to stop being an idiot
cause everything is gonna be
just fine
And I miss you more
than my own flesh and blood
I miss the way you loved me
like I'd always known you
Out of sight
and sometimes out of mind
but you're not gone
you're never gone
out of mind
but you're not gone
you're not gone
I missed your birthday again
bypassed your anniversary
and pretended like it didn't bother me
that I forgot
that I keep forgetting
The years pass
and I think about you less and less
but you're always with me
in every curl of weed smoke
I inhale into my lungs
on the days I need to get
a little bit bent
You're in the failure of my micro garden
that will never look like vegie patch
you laboured over with so much love
until the the neighbours started
jumping the fence to steal things
You're in every shitty bit of parenting advice
anyone throws my way
I know you'd be driving me nuts
with your traditions
nevermind that you were a new age hippy
some things take a few generations
for us to rewrite
You're in the shade of the trees
on those summer days
I have a panic attack on the street
and you linger like a guardian angel
reminding me to breathe
though in reality you'd have told me
to stop being an idiot
cause everything is gonna be
just fine
And I miss you more
than my own flesh and blood
I miss the way you loved me
like I'd always known you
Out of sight
and sometimes out of mind
but you're not gone
you're never gone
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