Highway Traffic
Saturday, October 10, 2009 @ 3:35 PM
In my head, your brother and I are always together.
We are Karate Masters.
We are going for a hike up the mountain.
I'm teaching him to swim.
He's teaching me to do a back flip.
We make spaghetti.
Light saber-wars are a common occurrence.
In my head, your mother adores me.
She invited me over for dinner.
We talk in the grocery store.
I helped her move furniture.
Baked a cake together.
In my head, you come home.
Always come home.
You walk through the front door.
I see you. You see me.
It's always the front door.
