Another Repeat Poem?

i hate the ground she walks on

while he gives good advice about

“not thinking about it (whatEVER it is)

too much” like, in music, and,

alot of other things….

did your dad go to the liquor store

while everyone made loud,

meaningless small talk?

two voices were special to me.

the one that sent sunday dinner

to my email inbox on my birthday,

and yours.

give me the boy when he is seven

and i’ll give you the man.

invite the people i love

to tell me their stories,

painful unwanted facts.

emotionally important intrusion.

is there more you haven’t told me?

i want to enhance the other person,

expand the opportunities between us.