autism
suicide
the perfect child
is not the heisman trophy winner
not straight A's
handsome
with girlfriends
and a resume
the perfect child
is not the stepford child
the success
the glory
the required smile
and popularity
i can claim
can bask in
as a result of my holy parenting
the perfect child/friend/spouse/mirror of all kinds
does wear
the crown of thorns
my thorns
the perfect child
in the perfect life
in this perfect city
and perfect family
shows me
perfectly
what beliefs i hold
and will not let go of
that pierce
and nauseate
and poison
my perception
the perfect child
shows me
the game plan
where to attend to
where the defense is
the blockers
the goal tenders
that keep love at bay
always waiting for
another day
another game
another performance
to see
if love
will ever show up
the perfect child
touches
every scrape
every bruise
shows me
where i am hurting
so i can own it
the perfect child
leaves no facet of me
hidden
no place left to hide
we finally must heal
there are no orphan thoughts
finally
growing up
i recognize
they all
are mine
and welcome them
back home....
the perfect child
takes me there...
and so it is
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