I look up at my ceiling,
My eyelashes wet with tears:
You've become a dream.

I remember that time in the park
And that Barbie you game me. . .
I remember in dreams.

You linger in a place you've always been.

I vaguely remember the letters you wrote me
You wrote them in CAPITAL WRITING. . .
I threw them out in a. . .
In a fit of anger...

You linger in a place -
-in a dream-
you've always been

I remember the tenderness in your voice
And the beer on your breath
I remember you in dreams.

I remember the way you introduced yourself -
Never as my father
I remember in fading dreams.

You linger in a place you've always been.