You wouldn't believe me
If I told you
About a tangible shadow
Would You?
This dear shadow
Belongs to my beloved brother
And as his closest relative
Since the womb
It's only apparent to me.
I can't see it,
But I can sense it
Whenever he enters
My current room.
He proceeds
Without discussion
To sneak
Lurk
And crawl around me.
I always detect him
Without fail
To catch him.
He knows this,
Yet
He proceeds
Without discussion
To capture me
As victim
To his mission
In spooking me.
Even now
He tries again
To capture me
So I do nothing
But wait
For my idiot brother to realize.
Ready to call him out
Due to habit
I halt my forward actions
And turn once again
To where he enters
My current room
To find empty space
And silence.
I think,
'He proceeds
Without discussion
To capture me
As victim
To his mission
In spooking me.'
My dear brother
Truly has learned
The trick
To sneak
Lurk
And crawl around me.
A dear intangible shadow
Who I can't see
Nor can I sense
Even if he enters
Any room I'm in.
- Jan. 10, '18 and earlier
Based off of my dear twin brother.
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Poem's Majority w\ Short Stories Galore
Poetry"He proceeds; Without disuasion; To sneak; Lurk; And crawl around me." - Chapter One Includes the many poems, which are sometimes counted as shorts, that I have created and will create this school year (2017-18) and maybe on. They're most likely goi...
