Family Styles

What you offer is not good enough.
I deserve meat.
I deserve chicken.
I deserve ham.
But your hand offers the lightest of
Of proteins, the simplest of grains.
Which wash the hunger as a cup
Of water washes blood from my hunt.
As if I hunt anymore.
You hunt for me.
You hunt for the king.
You hunt for the queen.
You hunt for the dispersed people
You call family.
Are you so close that you cannot call?
Are you so close that you cannot see one another?
You live next door, yet,
You live miles away.
So far that antennas cannot connect
So far that plates cannot collect.
So far that conversations cannot context.
You speak of a connected family,
Yet you are more distant than Him and me.


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