Undesirable

Is understandably

Underwhelming

Unlikely to find others

Wanting of such numbers

Aberrant arranged

Veered off and strange

Undesirable and Aberrant

Is where we are today

I am not sure

Nor am I aware

We are off our course

Where we head now

I am scared

I seem to have a ceaseless stomach

Tonight

Crazing

Craving

For anything

Tonight

Settle down

Go to bed

Lay awake instead

Stomach growling

For something new

But rest

No need for butters

Or seeds

Fly away rather

Into a dream

Can a wooden blade

Chop down a tree

Struggle with it’s own

Humanity

Can what is made

Be used to destroy

Even though it is not made

Of stronger alloy

A wooden blade

Can carve out a forest

But only if the blade is not too porous

What we can learn from a wooden blade

What forest could we have saved?

If you are quiet

And listen

On the eve of morning

You hear stories

From between the walls

You hear what you might

Not want to know

You hear everything

As a quite morning goes

I don’t listen to close

For some stories

I wish not to be told

But the morning

In between the walls

That where some stories

Go

Position error in calculation

Sun looking face upon salutation

Human inefficiencies can’t explain

How error falls fast as rain

In times of love

In times of passion

Worldviews

Come ever crashing

When position errors are orchestrated

Profit’s ever overstated

But when the money has been faded

We will know what we have done

And what could have waited

Built to write

Write it all down

On paper with pen

Original

And then

Revise

Or hope to

But keep writing

I have to

Wait in the title

Of the book

That we hold so dearly

Nearly

Passed out

Waiting for changes

To come

Maybe we have to

Wait inherently

It is written in the code

The only one we know

The books we read

Have told

Us

That in weak times

Progress is put on hold

How can we change the

Narrative

As we grow up

As we grow

Old

Pace yourself

For the speed of life

Prepare

With your eyes wide

Memories come and go

In the blink of a moment

So do not forgo

A loved one

Or a special time

Don’t waste your time

Standing in line

Life and experience

Will whip past you

I know as I see memories

Come and go

I learn of its transience

On my own

And I can already see it

Passing down the road

A day comes

When everything changes

For the better

Much better

Looking up and seeing the weather

Under the sun of Lake Michigan

We embrace

We love

We hold each other up

When we are down

Hold on when we are still around

I love my brother and wish him well

So that one day his kids he will tell

That love is what found him

When he was not looking

But now life changes

When love has moved in

A sweet Strawberry Hill

When we grew up

Didn’t know much

But what we knew

Helped us as we grew

Brothers together

Brothers alone

Getting older

And only talking on the phone

I remember Strawberry Hill

In a simpler time

Easy place

Growing up

Now we feel so straight lace

When we were kids

We never thought today would come

But underneath this Lake Michigan sun

There is nowhere left to run

But together

Brothers

As one