i miss my brother

[violetfox]

it hasn't rained like it should
although
i'm sure in montana it is snowing.
my eyes exist as runners at the starting line-
always ready-poised in the tension before the shot
they are so anxious
they false start and
tears race to the finish
which is either
down my chin to my neck or
off the wide part or my cheek
to their unforunate demise
on the bathroom floor
regardless, they do not rest or
wrinkle in the corners because
my heart is heavy.

but You
You gave me a new dress to wear-
one of joyful colors, a light linen
and You took my despair.
because of Your great Love -.
(me).