O, dear brother, who makes his sorrows
hidden from plain view, but keeps them lit
like matches between his fingers
The anger seeps through each unrevealed step
confronting each lie you so plainly hide
Someday she will no longer amuse you and
your attempts at fellowship.
She will see the bleeding anger in the
grit of your teeth, in the flash of your eyes
and in your silence, brother
O, in your silence, brother, you will watch the death
of kinship as she pushes away
like the tides push away from the shore.
Forever curdling the sweetest moments
Forever souring every song
Forever breaking the crest of our trust
while blindly feeding your monsters
in the dark, in the silence
you carry on your shoulders.
Pray you find freedom in your prison
Pray you seek solace in your solitude
Pray you share your heart before it swallows
you and, like a sinking ship,
buries us all in the sea of your sanctimony.