Dear Jack

sorry for all the static,
yesterday was a bummer,
no one seemed able
to listen and shouting
turned harsh, turned heated,
he was so surprised
and I told him nothing, he
felt the current at work.

I saw your truck blaze by,
but couldn't get out,
not yet, he watches,
he knows so much,
he checked emails, yes,
all, he's blistered,
just seems shocked,
like an electric burn
running through his eyes,
his brain on fire
with revenge.

I'd be there if I could,
sorry, the day fired up
and scorched our plans,
running now seems
like desertion, and I have
a hot empty feeling inside,
sorry, I'll call later,
hope you can
understand, embers can hurt,
can scatter in the wind,
the kids seem burned,
their tender skin blotched,
eruptions in their hearts
I'm sorry for them,
sorry for you.