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Click herepoor daniel-
sweet, sweet daniel.
i wish i could love you,
i wish that i could drown in the depths of your eyes.
my sick smile
i'm sick
d h lawrence:
morphia in a glass of milk-
paul kills his mother, and what does he feel?
so helpless;
his lover is dead.
but daddy still loves me, right?
i'm still his angel,
fluttering my eye lashes.
thanks for the new boots daddy
can i kick you in the crotch?
images come and go....it might have been better to more fully integrate "Daniel", whoever that is into the body of the poem. Not sure about the stanza about a boy's (??) feelings toward his mother. Seems to take away from the rant about the father, or at best distracts from it. Less successful than your other purposefully vague poems.