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Memories of my Brother II MAG
We sat up late
Counting the night out into studs
And splinters
I said I could count to 300
Because it was the biggest number I could think of
You never beleived me
Because, at six, you knew that
My three-year-old body was not old enough to hold
All those digits
You made shadow puppets
On the walls
And I cowered from the wolves of your fingers
And their jaws and their vices
Afraid that they'd crawl through me
Leaving maggot holes
All those summer nights now see to merge
Like time was young enough
And fractional enough
Not to follow the rules
And I tented under my duvet cover
And believed that
To sit up late
Was to break the law
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