I snuck into the room at Al’s house
And I ate all of the communion
I must have been only five back then
Across from grandma’s apartment was the reunion
Two stories there; falcon in the air
The Protestant Christian meetings
The one light burned while the other was calm
Internationals in the seatings
Older I had a one on one with the pastor
He said “Frankly, that’s disturbing.”
And then I had my clusterfuck by the things I was unlearning
She said “Come back, boy, where are you going?!”
I told her “It’s too scary!”
I was ashamed to admit it
But she didn’t press for Mary
I was scared again of VeggieTales
He explained it
“Yes, I already know.”
My sister and I snickered at him
We both knew he wasn’t cool
Years later we met again
“How much cardio do you do?”
“Hahahahaaaa!” the way we laughed when we annoyed our dad.
And I was banned from saying “Yo!”
They were like “Shut up!” to me and Lucy but we weren’t bad
I was 11 back again with social anxiety
He asked me and I said “Action”
He said “Yeah, the same with me.”
Exposed to porn at way too young it was fucking bad for me
And I biked to work across the street with the music of infinity
He threw me under the bus that day; stuck me behind the wheel
I was nervous “I don’t have my permit yet! What if a cop catches us?!”
He brushed it off “Nah! You’ll be fine!”
And in his truck we both took off!
Funny how those scattered days still echo in the man I feel.