Dad

I loved you once,

I loved you twice,

I loved you a thousand times.

But at the end I cannot accommodate your hi-jynx directed at me every day and night all day and all night long.

When do you sleep?

Every so often I get to.

You were a beautiful person once and I guess you probably still are. But you are letting everyone else go to their lack-luster ends without a word. You had a debt to us in your persona that you did not acknowledge and you involved MY HUSBAND and still do from what I can tell.

I tried to draw a picture of him recently and wasn’t able.

But I am going to try doing so using words and a memory.

From the holiday season just before my mother died which would be early 2020.

I had just started a conversation about famous writers and walked up to his study with him; as usual I wasn’t well-wanted at the party.

I remember seeing his thoughts as intense, incredible white light. Too fast to describe how fast. It was as if his entire being was white light.

Maybe that’s the problem. Maybe HE’s an ALIEN!!! Well, I don’t really think so. But it’s like that.