Insistence

The overlap is insanity:
three voices crowding
out my own, louder than
myself, insistently trivial
and self-convinced. Vying
for my attention, forcing
interruption, breaking
in on every thought:
“Daddy, dad, daddy—“
but when I snap around
impatient and defeated,
you pause, unperturbed:
“I love you,” and carry on.

July 2019