OTTO

Thought we were drowning our demons of dread,
Numbing those figures slouched over.
But I guess I was just hiding hatred:

I saw you walking, your arms swung too far
And I felt your cheek clenched in my teeth.
Growling and laughing and filling you in on the last 5 years-
I held you down and I deserved it
For passing you by every night for nearly a decade.
So I left you there with blood in your stupid parka collar.
And I could sleep again.

I will never have kids,
But I would name you Otto.