for meic

there was once a boy, and his two sisters.
raised with love,
believing that life was an art.
making shy eyes at each other,
hands held in confiding pressure.
and even as they made angels in the snow,
they felt demon whispers in their hearts.
the little sister said;
"the only time i feel outside myself,
is by the crash and the breaking of the sea.
that way i can pretend,
nothing is broken inside of me."
the brother said;
"speeding down an infinite road,
is the only time i feel alive.
trying to make sense of my own mind
through a midnight drive."
the other sister looked up,
through her wide and dullened eyes,
said;
"i like to kiss, and touch, and feel,
and write and sing, watch time go by.
i like to seek out hidden words,
i help and hurt and don't know why."
they tied their laces and packed their bags,
they did this several times and more.
they lived through every breath of verse,
they paced together along the shore.

little sister said quietly;
"the tide went out, the sun went down,
my heart had been at peace.
i didn't need a bottle here,
just to find release.
but something echoes in my heart,
your songs play in my mind.
some strange enchantment in my soul
won't let me leave you both behind."
brother took a long, deep breath;
"i want to do what i do best,
i want to live a normal life.
i want to earn and then return
to a home, a daughter, wife.
but every time i look at you,
my heart murmurs, one more time
i want to live, 18 forever
the world condemns this as a crime."

(youngest brother, dying slowly
coughed over the sand
holding packs of cigarettes
between his large, chapped hands.
he is the best, he is the worst
the one falling away.
life between pills and a job,
he lives now for each mournful day.)

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