Pick something out for yourself
this is from your brother,
he doesn't know you yet,
you will know him shortly,
but he can't possibly know you,
won't know how you know the
shape of his mouth when he cries,
how you think he loves too much,
has no inner life,
seems to need what you needed
but more frenzied with it
can't but seem more idiotic in
permanent lack
can't but seem to make you idiotic
in want,
a want
before you felt sure you knew
that your path was to
petrify like a forest
in games.
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