(Happy Father’s Day.  Again, inspiration decided not to write about this special day.  Sam Smith chose another door for me to walk through.  Day 166…)

If you ever need me
Just tell me and I’ll be there
Cause I was built for you
Yes I was built to carry all your feelings

Turn your hand
Three times to the left
Two you the right
And back to the left
To discover where your most precious thoughts are kept

Every solid gold desire
That which you deem too valuable to leave in the open
And too heavy to carry with you
Are stored behind my ribs

This isn’t Knox
Everything here is yours
Without being used as debt payment to some other country
You know the coded knocks
Proper button presses
And the right words to say
To open

My heart.