by David Andrés Alíx
You missed a milestone
Did you hold your breath when you decided not to attend?
Did you doubt the space was reserved?
I must believe that you wanted to be present, but your heart-strings wrapped both backs together and neither of your ankles could be stationed in front of the other
Your seat was upholstered with your purple and blue and with you
You could not move off the chair you wore
To be with me in the next room
To see the maiden sailing of my firstborn
There is this
Due to the sacrifice so admirable
I, like you, love our High Admiral
So long as there is a spit-shine and heel-click upon orders
He does permit me to be graced in his quarters
He allows me to plead a case for whomever I choose
I always choose to plead one for you