Family Politics

Stubborness went
Too far,
This time

I know we yelled
A lot
I know you thought you were
Right

It’s hard to look at you and know
You’re part of the reason there’s so much
Fear

You layer confusing normal over
The parts of you that wish I was dead, or
Different, or
Whatever secretly motivated you in that ballot box

I wish you
Listened, or
Heard someone else

I know you’re thinking the same thing but
Twisted
I don’t know how we find our way
Back

There aren’t words anymore
Just a lot of feelings that I
Choke on, and
That’s why we don’t talk much

Sorry this is the life we had to
Live, I mean
It would’ve been nice to be happier even before
It went south

It’s been a long time
Fighting, I mean, ten plus years of me calling it fascism and you
Calling me an idiot, but

It’s everywhere
Escaped our living room and
Made it on the news

We talk to each other
When we talk to each other
Like we’re
Walking treacherous ice

Love you
Miss you
Wish it wasn’t like this, but
It is