Father





Take a drink from that
Burning that calls you
washing down
us

Pour your life 
from that Bottle
I push it down

Swallow Life
Don't things matter?
Washing down
All of us

Marked your grave with that
Bullet that called you
Took you down
Into the ground

Poured your life
From that bottle
Tell me now
Are you drunk?

Swallowed life
Did things not matter?
It took you down
Drink to dust

Swallowed life
Did I not matter?
It took you down

It took me down.


Joni James 2007