yejunee

i hope that there can come a time 
where you can forgive me 
for all i have done 
to leave you behind 
because 
you weren't stupid, you know? 
and people might have hated you 

i keep the door closed 
to discourage visitors, see, 
i'm not lonely 
i just like being alone 
and people aren't all 
they're said to be 
so listen, maybe; 

it might be nice to turn back time 
undo what i have 
wronged 
and just the chance 
for a second chance 
is all i've ever dreamed of 
since i looked at photos 
of the girl i used to be 

this is your birthright: 
scientists are predicting the end of glaciers; 
a flood, like the kind the church pastor says, 
only there's no noah to provide deliverance
no God to assure you of a redemption. 

i think i am ready to set down this 
sky, because my shoulders are 
creaking like gears splitting and 
i have grown up in a box and a
box-shaped skeleton is not the 
right shape for my heart to take. 

you haven't come back home for a long time. not since your father disappeared.