the bunk
above mine
I call
deathbed
is
my brother’s-
he has
his own
way
of thinking
*showerhead
is spotlight*
he argues often
with sister
about
the staircase
two times
of three
she pushes
him
but today
she is tired
and agrees
by saying
*silly
backward
staircase*
and I, as ever
unable
to break
the heart
of either
sleep
for both
as they watch
me
eat
Oct 3, 2012
Oct 3, 2012 at 1:11 AM UTC
the bunk
above mine
I call
deathbed
is
my brother’s-
he has
his own
way
of thinking
*showerhead
is spotlight*
he argues often
with sister
about
the staircase
two times
of three
she pushes
him
but today
she is tired
and agrees
by saying
*silly
backward
staircase*
and I, as ever
unable
to break
the heart
of either
sleep
for both
as they watch
me
eat
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