This is the death I am talking about

Before it ever happens
to you, I mean
you think it hardly will matter
at all
and then you find out

You were wrong.

Because some days
you find yourself thinking
why don't I call
it's been a while
until you remember

Oh. 

I see my father the night
he died
stumbling and bleeding
surprised so taken
by surprise to realize

This is it.

Now I drive alone
without a father
and I wonder alone
without my dad
to listen and tell me

His own thoughts.

I found something 
when my father died
and all I can think is
that if my dad were
still alive he would say

About time.