Dont.......Blink.

He said
far away i traveled up the metallic barrel obstructing my sight.
and this is how i trust my brother.
a philosopher once said,
"lovers, two souls into one body, friends?, one soul of two bodies"
and with that thought i play our games
destruction, carnage, despairing situations, with the only thing to fear is the thought of growing up, or what life would have us suffer.
most siblings find their comfort in fishing, shopping, caroling, cajoling...
ours rest at the bottoms of cliffs and wine bottles.


(This was a not too long ago, though it seems forever, his graduation from boot camp, makes my heart ache, we're all grown up, but now what? No one told us about this part (though noone even gave us a clue about anything before it) Now what? Watch everything go downhill? Watch everything fade or die away?) -- most people find comfort and love within the bounds of sibling companionshp through simple forms of bonding, that and positive ways of bonding (um, playing with legos, taking windy walks, riding bicycles) my brother and i came from an extremely dysfunction and abusive family...we found our love for each other in running from our family at a young age, early exposure to corruption, and extreme measures of mischief. basically i wrote of the contrast between my relationship to family as opposed to the examples around me (my current friends families)--...

11/30/2001

Posted on 11/30/2001
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