My Brother is Dead

karatekidkaratekid Posts: 11
edited November 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
My brother died a long time ago
when he no longer was John
before knowing who that is
intrepid
we walked on eggshells
feared
believing in his innocence
he will figure it out
suspicious anger shuts out.
A game of guilt
for responsibility?
a common political split
but for me its personal
wandering without home
family health friend belongings
finding ourself everywhere
the symbiotic cycle
is he dead?
will either of us ever be alive?
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  • Great piece, thank you for sharing.
    <b>Your light's reflected now,... reflected from afar...
    We were but stones,... your light made us stars</b>

    Buffalo 5-10-10...First PJ show..Life changing..magical..
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