‘When brothers fight to the death, a stranger inherits their father’s estate’
do not call a witness to a family feud.
the deference of blood is water
that runs past the Mariana trenches
of our plastic hearts.
so there are several bowls to drink from;
do not pass it around
during the camp by the fire.
everything about a flesh is faux
except the embodiment of home
which is what we posses in a name.
there were different hands during your molding
so they made different tongues
to unlock different tombs.
abide in a field of quiet
there is no word that isn’t a prayer yet.