he is neat
and i am all loud
color
mess
he is patient
and i cannot
sit
still
he is wise
and i lust after
every bit
of knowledge
he is calm
and i chain
smoke
camel lights
he is framed
perfectly
in the hallway
with the light burnt out
because I don't bother
to change it
but he is lit
like James Dean
with the light
pouring from my
bedroom
where I lie
waiting
in his shadow
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