brother

this is a poem about my brother. i always hope he is okay.

BROTHER

how do you live?

as an object

sink into the couch

dent to match your mind

wavering existence

who are you?

a man of abuse

one word answers

a nod

nothing colder than a silent cue to insist on my absence 

aggressive

how do you live?

hurt and cold

not even the couch you sink into can trap your heat

it wavers, like a dying flame

cold

but you are here

a failure to try, yet i hope you succeed