You are the only thing I came into this world
entitled to
and to start with, I wasn’t sure just what
to do with you
spent one whole year working out how to get you upright
before I took
that first step.
I still fall over lots and I’m sorry for
the times I forget
to look both ways before I take
that first step into the road.
I’m sorry for the time I spilt
boiling water on your toe
for the times I made you grow
too fast, leaving ocean waves across both thighs
for the times I left you hungry
named you toad
and rode you up the path that forced you
to keep watch in the night,
dry salted desert eyes.
I’m sorry for the times I rip off the
straggly bits, try to
straighten out the tangled parts and
flatten out the bumpy parts
your landscape…
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