Nietzche
Bluelighter
‘stepfather’; Sunday afternoon departures
Recognition; acceptance
Absence preferred to
an Inebriated and abusive presence
Insinuations made
And stigmas attached
Inflict a nausea that creeps
And coils
With the candor of a yellow fog
Torn, bifurcated
Between a retched and insidious
word
I know I cannot live up to
And the overwhelming urge to . . .
[purge myself of the poisonous
implications of this word’s application.]
Maybe in setting you apart
I had, in fact, set myself up for failure
though I was never told that this
part
would be easy
am I now being told to . . . part?
Though I will heal
As a presence or an absence
The mess I have left retched on this screen
Will persist
alongside the sting
of the stigma
That ‘stepfather’ inflicts.
[I am still, torn]
Recognition; acceptance
Absence preferred to
an Inebriated and abusive presence
Insinuations made
And stigmas attached
Inflict a nausea that creeps
And coils
With the candor of a yellow fog
Torn, bifurcated
Between a retched and insidious
word
I know I cannot live up to
And the overwhelming urge to . . .
[purge myself of the poisonous
implications of this word’s application.]
Maybe in setting you apart
I had, in fact, set myself up for failure
though I was never told that this
part
would be easy
am I now being told to . . . part?
Though I will heal
As a presence or an absence
The mess I have left retched on this screen
Will persist
alongside the sting
of the stigma
That ‘stepfather’ inflicts.
[I am still, torn]
