dad

Name it
or don't--
anxiety clawing a hole in my chest

oh that's trite, isn't it?

Mosquitos slinking around, landing:

not sure why I'm like this

maybe I could sleep it off,

maybe that would make it worse.

Do loud noises set it off

cacophony of happy childhoods

or autocorrect, say everything twice:

I might be a good parent

but do I hate parenting? I think I do.

Endless interruption

endless interruption

endless interr--

try not to be short with the little ones.

I'm having an anxiety attack.

I don't have time to but I am:

the questions don't ever stop so

I guess I'll have this crisis later.

Sure kid, let's play

Dad

Dad

hey Dad

Dad?

Dad. Dad. Dad.

Dad--

Dad

There's a scream in my throat

I'll let it out when I'm fifty maybe

or from the grave.

8/21/23