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Jan 2016
Brother's birthday
I didn't say a thing
Y'see I ain't spoken to him in years
Dysfunctional ****** up family we're from
I distinctly recall him not wishing for me
A joyous occasion
The ties that bind
Were severed loose with great skill
And apathy
A bag-full of hard feelings
Solid as the stones in my pocket
Neither of us cries
But I wonder about my old mother
Having seen what this despicable world
Has to offer
You don't get what you want
Drive on by and try try try
You can't help but see the hard truth
In slow motion, dreams burst like bubbles
Empty plastic sacs
Litter the sawdust splattered floor
Waiting for the beast
That feeds on this misery
I think he's right around the corner
I heard his belly growl
When he looks at me I will close my eyes
Smell his matted hair
Hear his muffled grunts
Then I'll kick him so hard in the crotch
He won't know what hit him
As he slides harmless
Down the length of my body
Distracted by vision
To slump on the ground
james arthur casey
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james arthur casey
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   Eiliv Advena
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