zebrasindenver

I have loved wine makers, actresses, chefs, barmaids, and cats,

but tonight,

i love my family,

and no one will take that place,

oh brother,

we shall laugh till the day i die,

and after, you will laugh with me over my grave,

a solemn, whiskey fuelled laugh,

that i will take with me.

There will be no other times like these,

we are in the sweetest and darkest of days,

i lay down before you,

whole,

and waiting.

From times of strain we have come to this day,

we sit opposite and laugh about when we were nothing,

but today, today we are both kings of our city,

and god himself would think twice before he blew a breath upon us.

Brothers in arms,

kings,

friends,

competitors,

and family.

My brothers blood is thicker than your waters.

The beginning and the end hold little interest,

it is the middle that fascinates me.

For better or worse, we keep with us forever the scars of love.

I lie with the daemons of

truth

honesty

and wisdom,

who are the angels that you sleep with?

There is a lot to youth that bleeds pure innocence,

then there is arrogance and ego that belies youth,

pick your battles, make your choice child,

but beware the consequences, i have made my choices, wrong or right,

but i have a few years on my side,

you think you have beauty, and that will fade,

in the faintest way possible maybe,

and you will be left with your ego,

but an ego like yours is an enemy,

an enemy to us all.

I love you here as i lie in the bed of my sweating ghosts,

but no more shall you breath into my lips you say,

and you are there in your studio with the whispers of Rimbaud and an absinth echo,

you only hate words as they can question you even in paint,

i am my self but a word, a phrase, a passing sentence in your melee of life,

 i am but the overturned and over used phrase,

i am the devil you know.