3ww-Alex's night

Bwak bwak bwak
bicker backed sstrut around the room
pecking at the little things
he tells us all how we have failed
We see this fainting finger pointing
as its trajectory closes into the space behind my daughter

My daughter on the roof
crying over daddy do dahs
and daddy wah wahs
and her nervous looks down at me
on the concrete below

just wishing there was a way out
of this little luau of lackluster laments
burning holes in her self esteem
taking pills that don't make her better
he fires away
another round of babble
with shrapel of shit
and circumstance

So I hold her and tell her to breathe
this too shall pass
and when these boomers give us clean skies
we will bask in their sunshiney goodness.