Same-same

Yesterday
My father died
Yesterday

I searched the crevices of my heart

For tears, anger, loss 

And found only apathy

My father

The god of absence

Blessed me with indifference 

But only for him

Because no one else is deserving

Of this special part of me

So here we are

He is dead

And that is just a fact

That has no bearing on my life

Even in death

His blessings abound