THE DUST FLIES IN OKLAHOMA

You come around long enough 

just to let him down

before your tires start spinning again.

After the rubber burning smoke is gone

you still leave him standing here alone again.

The same tail lights have daunted his dreams

Since he was just 5.

He gave up hope long ago 

that you would ever be any father of his.

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