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Tie-Wraps
Mom I think we may have a solution-
tie wraps, hold down the things we want
to scream at, when words could not be the solution.
I left behind, on the back of, the other side of
Dykmans farm, far up in the mountains, 4 sighs, and I gulp.
Traveled back to the place where a carton of milk is 10 miles out.
Spent a childhood amongst the frustrations.
Brother’s drunk again, Brother’s winking at me- the glass in our eyes
-the smiling haze for us to dismiss, our Brother’s drunk again.
I am a part of it now- the long line, the pleasantry of a
room, without internet, away from a cell phone signal- out of touch.
Amongst our selves to fight, over the shower, over what we silently keep.
Mom I think we may have a solution-
tie wraps, hold down the things we want
to scream at, when words could not be the solution.
I left behind, on the back of, the other side of
Dykmans farm, far up in the mountains, 4 sighs, and I gulp.
Traveled back to the place where a carton of milk is 10 miles out.
Spent a childhood amongst the frustrations.
Brother’s drunk again, Brother’s winking at me- the glass in our eyes
-the smiling haze for us to dismiss, our Brother’s drunk again.
I am a part of it now- the long line, the pleasantry of a
room, without internet, away from a cell phone signal- out of touch.
Amongst our selves to fight, over the shower, over what we silently keep.