the finer line

daddy walked a daffodil home
today.
daddy was crazy.
daddy led a normal life
on the outside, but inside
he slaughtered civilizations.
daddy dreamt only in red.
never wanted to be president.

daddy set the christmas tree on
fire one year and laughed
while mom put it out.
years later i learned he
drank a pint of jameson for
breakfast each morning.

that christmas was no different.