Foreign

Dad’s outside smoking another cigarette
Lungs can’t function like they used to, let’s
Not talk about how much time we have left
Do we even care anymore

Of what comes after a, I love you
But I never knew how to tell you
A kiss on the forehead, a hug
Foreign, like we haven’t done this before

He says, what more do you need
Material things planted in trees
Now grab one and tell me
Didn’t I give you everything