Pacing
I watch,
back to one spot and another
up and down
You pace.
I wonder who you're on the phone with,
I think I already know.
I wonder,
worry growing in my chest
Walls up
You pace.
I wait.
- the observations of a suitemate
Back and forth,
Your frustration grows
patient,
ever so kind and patient
I hear your voice change.
Who is on the phone now?
Overbearing
Overpowering
control
and I know why.
Hi, Dad.
- give me a shotgun and enough shells
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