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Dad

by Andrea Colton

Teeter
Totter.
Give me all your fucking
wasted years.

The epitome of a life
-unwanted-
I’ve never known so clear.

And you plow
into me. Your daughter,
your adversary.

I am nothing to you

but hate
breeding rapidly
in the heat of your teeth.

And all there is…?
Is all there is.
A mark.
An asphyxiated sigh.

Inhale
Inhale
Inhale



And I implode.


06/18/2012

Posted on 06/18/2012
Copyright © 2025 Andrea Colton

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jennifer Truesdale on 06/18/12 at 02:43 PM

wow love this.. i feel like you are writing about my life.

Posted by Laura Doom on 07/07/12 at 11:09 AM

The choreography of poetry; an effective flex of affective tissue as I hold your breath...

Posted by Aaron Michael on 01/06/13 at 01:20 AM

An asphyxiated sigh. Now that's a thought that's going to stick in my mind forever.

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