I remember stealing your eye frames
And shoving them under the bed
While you snoozed the sun away.
And I remember the satisfactory I got
When you realized you were blind because of what I have hidden.
You were stubborn.
You would hold your hands to your ears and block out your children's harsh words.
I really did hope that the UPS guy would come in
And say this is the wrong delivery of death.
Your heart is in Atlantic City slot machines
But your body is underneath the islands soil.
