Uncertain – a gutteral dance upon electric cattle wire
Santa Rosa, California
Quick steps.
My dad told me,
“Never give up”
I applied myself to the game of bat and ball for eight years… I hated the last season.
“See through what you commit to”
What reasons, raspberry sweet, Justified…
Justified incompetence — the imperative starvation of agency
The consequential blot, spilt upon lineage
inked in water.
I have a koi fish swimming up my arm.
May I be your achieved son?
Bitter, yet sweet fruit, and sharp needles.
I am no Noah Kahan, but for you, I wish I was
I know you love me more as I am.
May you stay forever and ever?
I know forgiveness is
not granted but earned.
That your love is
not temporary – transactional.
Sometimes I perceive my bedroom barrier.
Sometimes I reflect.
Sometimes I publicly ponder upon public mirrors in public bathrooms,
“Am I
Who I say I am?
Perhaps…
But love me, love me not:
I am what I don’t know”
Sometimes temporary tears fall upon
“Snowball,”
An inanimate yet soulful friend.
Grenadine blood binds all but the spirit bleeds gold:
You exemplified love is not always
The nostalgic roads we glided to Arizona.
Walking the yellow brick road is living in denial.
I’ve cried on the phone.
You guys snore in unison.
“Never give up”
Your Dearest Son
*5,159 miles away is Glasgow, Scotland but Glasgow is The Perch.
Gabriel Glasgow 
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