your sister once chased
your brother around
the living room
with a carving knife.
would she have stabbed him
and cut him up, fileted him
like a sea bass, who's to know
these things. but whenever
you are in the same room
together with them, you
think back on those days,
how things were more clear
and defined about how we
felt about one another,
not like today.
Sunday, February 15, 2015
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