
my big brother
wrapped in wires
strapped beneath a blinding light
though I’m just a boy
I know that something isn’t right
*
I creep through the facility
a spider in the metal wings
people dressed in blinding white
passing whispers, shifting eyes
*
my big brother
fast asleep
hissing electricity
white coats gather
sparkling like static in the night
*
they cut him open
slowly
*
something isn’t right
*
and then the dream
dissolves…
the way they often do
in and out of wakefulness
in and out of truth
*
I try to fall asleep again
to see him one more time
*
I just want
to save
his life
*
I just
want
to
...
*
For Nathanael
About the Creator
Montgomery Reaves
I am but a simple cat-owl.



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