Brothers

i threw my brother through a window
he was laughing at me
taunting me with his tiny thumbs
he landed safely
on a big soft pile of ice chips and crumbs
i grinned and followed
the ten feet to the floor
he rolled away swiftly
but i tackled him hard
and we're brothers who havent spoken
in a year or more
i dream sometimes of him at night
of a relationship i cant relight
just memories of those nights
we spent sharing that one bedroom
playing games in the dark
hushed whispers and secret jokes
wonder where my brother went
when our paths took seperate routes
im still the same
but i think hes changed
cant crawl in that skull
to see whats rearranged
the army took him
they shipped him east
he grew muscles and guts
and he forgot how to think
or so i imagine
as i hover over the number on this phone
that says his name
but i cant call it and i cant place blame
i just wonder when
we're gonna head back around
to the place we began