Dec 2018
When my brother
Slams me
BAM
On the cabinet
His arms on my neck
GASP
It is the fault of our cultures
The years we’ve spent chipping at each other
***** *****
He with curses and volume
Me with ivy vined words
rustle
When I come back from the Ivy tower I’ve gardenened
Shoom!
When he come back from his wall of sound
Crash!
My words are more poisonous
His anger is more violent
Together
We tear each other apart.
RIP
Slams me
BAM
On the cabinet
His arms on my neck
GASP
It is the fault of our cultures
The years we’ve spent chipping at each other
***** *****
He with curses and volume
Me with ivy vined words
rustle
When I come back from the Ivy tower I’ve gardenened
Shoom!
When he come back from his wall of sound
Crash!
My words are more poisonous
His anger is more violent
Together
We tear each other apart.
RIP
Though you may go off to become an adult, by sad alchemy you may grow to be even more skilled at being different. Seeing each other again you transform into children with adult bodies and deadlier weapons.
