Canyons Of Anger

You never were

that kind of father

So I could never be

that kind of son

You saw what you

wanted in others

But with us it was

all zero sum

I reacted to what

you were doing

And not to the bombast

you spread

As the rift ever widened

between us

Into canyons of anger

— and dread

(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)