Daddy's Girl

This daddy's girl
is still trying to accept
that she'll never get to know
her father. He's long gone.
He doesn't want to be known.
He's such a fragile thing,
he who was once her hero.

And when time
takes its bounty,
what will she be left with
for the rest of her heart-beating days?
Why is she holding on?
Today he beats his chest,
screams a torture from depths
that shake her to the core,
but she stands unmoved
she sees his pain.
He tries to break things,
he is forgiven but
his door is closed
and she must accept this
so that it is not her
he breaks, beats, tortures.
She screams in private

from where she sits,
she sees the expanse of gray
puff clouds
sun rays file into
the body of water
out yonder
reflecting silver
over there
green fluffer about
an excuse for trees
bees busy
in bees balm
birds shoot past
purposeful
two at a time
in times like these
one must look up,
and see beyond
the distance of
the screams