Blood Brothers

Like drunk hicks playing with knives, Sometimes more deadly than others Wind-whip tornadoes are your lives Getting cut never a matter of druthers Two dust devils of the same mother Cat house drama is how you like to play Such undignified swatting and hissing Did your mamma really raise you this way? A means of leverage, whining and pissing Threaten to walk, I won’t be missing Gotta wonder if I'm watering flowers Seems you choke my garden like weeds The historical misuse of superpowers Overly wound up toys that never heed Predictably driven by unfilled needs See, I know you well enough to get you Your own blood you’re too happy to let Just try not to let that weighty door hit you When you quit with the idle threats Guess there’s no traction in “forgive and forget” Cut-and-paste train wreck I saw a mile away Nothing new, easy to dodge the attack Scant genius required to stay out of the way Just have to make sure I don’t walk back On this particular set of tracks 5/12/16 © Thomas W. Quigley