Its halfway into April.
School ends June third.
Unaccompanied minor airfare
Four hundred eighty five dollars
Count the weeks .
Seven weeks,
seven pay checks,
seventy dollars per check,
ten dollars a day.
Damn the calendar
Damn the math
Pay the rent late
Child support is already late.
No lunch for seven weeks
Mow yards on Saturday
and pray it don’t rain
Dominos delivery, six to ten.
Cold pizza for breakfast
Sell my TV, sell my blood.
Don’t worry, Baby.
I’ll have the money.
I’d walk there
and carry you back.
Sometimes, Daddy can’t say no.
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