Go Go Girls (Brothers)

There’s nothing special

about the way

that we shared a room

most of our lives.

but I remember stealing

your jeans to look

cool

and you never thought you

were cool

but I looked cool being you.

I remember the first time you told

me not to be like you. I

remember the first time I

knew

that I would never

be able to

walk into a room

and face that

people just never quite

saw your

jeans on me like you

and how I laugh now

at the amount of paisley you

wore, like a teacher.

But of it all

when I stood over the

remainders of my mistakes

like flakes

of snakes

skin

you told me you loved me

in spite of

the skin I left behind

life isn’t about apples

we are not messiahs

and our’s

is not the blood of christ.