we are gathered here today to ignore the empty seat next to me i tell myself this is how it’s meant to be laughter passes between the four of us, we’re all reminiscing all except the one that’s missing isn’t this peace more than enough? is anyone going to call us on our bluff? the vacant chair looms in the dark and my brother’s question brings it to life why did you ask for a table of five? suddenly I feel small in my seat i succumb to a tense smile, simple and bittersweet a force of habit, my fault one by one, we halt and stare at the bare and lonely chair.
this one's for my brother, the one who's no longer here-