Lines

Lines Do you teach your son that stop signs are just taunting him? Do you let him eat meat with his hands, digging his fingers into the secret, pure parts? In what universe does your morality work? When your sixteen year old daughter is being left in a bed at someone elses house, will you feel it? Will you fathers intuition kick in just in time to sense its own crime? And will you feel helpless behind those bars? start thinking about men with cars and strangers in dive bars all seeing a flank of meat? Why buy the cow if you get the milk for free? Why not just steal the cow? Rip its insides inside out and take what you want Did you father teach you about fumbling palms? Did he explain the word no? Or were you immune from the very start? Did you intend to play your part in the history of a girl so well? Decide you were better than a parade of feathers and make your scales stand out? On the night you took what wasn’t yours did you decided choice is for the older, the wiser? Whisper ‘respect your elders’ and keep on keeping on? Did you convince yourself you were doing good? Now, sitting before your ruined life do you want to take it all back? Or just wish you’d gotten just one more whack at the revolving door?