all good brother

what are you gona do now?
said the mute eyeballer looking thru the window.
i got you.
i can wait.
but you caint.
i see the weakness in your stance,
the half cocked way you sit in a chair,
like a bum who just got thawed out from an overnight night ride on a north bound freight train.
and i see the excited twitch in your only finger that once fingered the fresh frets of a new guitar.
but now, you sit silent like a stone and take it all in with a knowing only your people can hand.
all good brother
all
good

sister
 
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