Dad

Keep pushing me, keep pushing me
Keep pushing my love
” - Madonna

You wanted to
roll over,

we met when I walked into the gallery you worked in,
Adam had a show there,
the one with the mice,
I walked in saying
afraid, of course
that mine was small,
that men with high hairlines are usually smarter,
or
that maybe they even have
bigger brains

and on your left shoulder
tattooed
in green flourish

to the left of
the superior transverse ligament
and just below
the coracoid process

the word
“DAD”
grabbed me,

a slowdown,
to cool down,
to cool down,
back away.