Wednesday, January 7, 2015


I'm the sibling you would have had
If God understood genetics.
I'm the cricket chirping inside
An undisturbed chromosome of you,

The silence in the one disturbed.
I'm the road noise of emotions,
The rumble of your weaknesses
In the alligator subways.

I'm you as you should have been, foul-
Mouthed as you are, much politer.
I could run circles around you
Talking in circles around me.

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