Not you
For 13 of Nazareth
You are not your brother
You do not wrap your knuckles around her face
You wrap her face around your knuckles
Where he has traces of tissue and sinew
Apply enough force
Teeth can be used as weapons
You leave traces of tissue on her cheeks
Excitement from her laughter
You have renewed faith in relationships
There is a difference
In your behavior
Your DNA makes you different
-so-
Do
Not
Assume
Do
Not
Accept
Do
Not
Associate
Your bloodline to heathens breathing down your neck
Same household
Different homes
Different decisions
You may be twins
But you are not your sister
She has to know her father
Wouldn't be happy
With her clothes
Already pushing a double stroller
With 'sexy thang' stitched on her butt cheeks
Drawing attention to her Baby Phat
Doesn't she get it?
But life is so hard
She'd rather be stuck in denial
She thinks the auditions for those videos
Will make her an actress
Maybe an actor
Infecting her dreams
With bass and needles
Those rims spin
Just like that syringe
Back alley
Under the canvas
In the doorway
The bathroom stall
Knees cocked back revealing her secrets
Plastic bags and wire hangers
Swimming in blood and seamen
You are not your sister
Same household
Different homes
Different decisions
You are not your father
Swallowing his dreams down empty beer bottles
You are not him
Eyes turned grey like factory smoke
He is choking
on his vision
Let disrupt his breathing pattern
Let intrude on his daydreams
Bags under his eyes
Canyons for the soot
Caked into his skin
As if he was turning dismal
Like those same Midwest rainy Wednesdays
Mud and traction stuck to the bottom of his work boots
but he is not making a path to anywhere
Name badge
hanging
like
Pendulums
From
doorknobs
You are not them
Period.
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