For My Little Brother: JW
by Heather Dawson
You come and go a cloudburst
On the hottest day
Cover me in warm rain pieces
Then you slip away
I capture all I can of you
In glass jars kept downstairs
Hide you in the corners
no one knows you're there
Take you out when I'm down open you and then
Spill you out crawl up my legs and straight into my head
You come out of me as laughs and twisted graying hair
I don't mind it serves a reminder of you being there
can't put myself in your space and you know why it's true
this little is enough for me I could never be enough for you
This little bit's enough for me
But I could never be enough for you
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