Brothers

The night a cowboy was born
an Angel's prayer lost its virginity
A foreign feeling found immunity
As
in his brother's care
the cowboy born discovered his new world
with mischeif and naievity

And his brother
an urban artist jazz child
quite shooken
By a birth from his mother
finally slept past night's edge
While his younger brother
stuffed
teathered
coffee-stein paged
books
full of societal normms
under his brother's bed
and painted societies walls
with graffiti

And so his brother woke
under red morn
to find a cowboy sleeping
emancipated by a half-soul made whole
from the dispell of a life
absent a cowboy younger brother
and their meeting

The jazz child
hides the cowboy in a fridge
to sleep for an expected eternity
and leaves
to toil fields
with the rest of their
dysfunctional family
spawned from an arranged marriage
between low self-esteem and pride
facilitated by a shotgun wedding
the trigger
held by maturity

Meanwhile
the cowboy sleeps
holding in his eyes
the other half of a jazz child's soul
Content
but anticipating his rise
His dreams
showing moments of happiness
fun
freedom
and the absent face of his mother
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