Failing by Proxy

Apr 14, 2006 16:01

Failing by Proxy

What brother's certain folly
reflects not on the younger son?
Which family's cruel intention
won't bother the loneliest one?

Our father's trouble lies bare
on the face of his deceit.
Our genetic mea culpas
give weight and heft to defeat.

For today, one boy becomes a brother.
For now, he is not "one" but "another."
For us, though we come from a different mother,
see that the father has endeavored to bother.

I was supposed to write one that rhymed. Well, not "supposed" to, but... Writing Down the Bones suggested that I try some other kind of verse so I could bust out of this writer's block. I don't know. I don't really like it. I'm not sure what happened in the last verse. I mean, "bother" doesn't really go.

Whatever. Some weird shit went down last weekend. Now that I've had some time to process it, this is what came out. Without going into any detail, because I don't want to have to lock this entry, I've got some huge, huge family shit going down. It's kind of freaking me out.

[ETA: I guess I'm just now noticing that I used "bother" twice. That's not the right word. It's so obvious. Need to think of a better word.]
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