"thirty one years ago,
tomorrow...
as i had been asking for coffee
as a child my
dad
walked into my bedroom
as i woke, sat a cup
of coffee with sugar and milk
on my bed side table
and said "happy birthday"
i usually get a stomach ache when i drink it;
the acid ya know?
but lately i have been drinking more,
here's to you dad,
the best birthday ever,
i was a man, and
twelve."
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