Old Man

The bad half of my genetic make up

called me on the phone today

To lay down a guilt trip

and then look for a fix

I panicked

Said what needed to be said

Got things done

Strange the once towering

Beast with leather belt

and fist of steel

That had me spending so many

mornings laying in bed

pretending I still slept

Now frail, falling apart

No longer alive

Merely waiting for death

I realize in that moment

I no longer fear him

He is no longer a man to fear

But the fire still burns

The fire he ignited in my mind

When I was a child

Still burning as bright as the Sun

So I said what needed to be said

Got things done

Said

Those

Three

Words

(I LOVE YOU)

And hung up the phone

Just in time to vomit