BROTHER

by Arthur Smid

Someone calls and you answer.
You follow every shadow.
Calling you to action,
You are my illusion,
I am yours.

I dropped you a line,
You held me for a time.
I was with you in the dungeon.
I’ll be back for the wedding.
Open all the doors.

The bottom falls, but the top is still.
Like roses wilt, but still roses.
You see everything.
You are my illusion,
I am yours.

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