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Scarecrow

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The sky brews a color you don't recognize, but
You can guess at what that shade of green signifies –
a tornado is coming.

You’ll give in, you decide, and
your shadow unwinds, twists itself into a cellular fire
that burns black as the ash of extinguished desire
as it comes to life.

Dead wrong and deadlocked, but somehow surviving,
your brother was driving, got smaller and smaller
until he was gone - but it was you, not the brawler,
who slammed shut that door, swore you’d never go back.

Your brother was driving as always, hard driving.
Put on the miles, wore them on his face. He brought you up
on the road, no reliance on faith.
He loved you, betrayed you,
For twenty years, raised you
And you’d say that he gave
as good as he got.

“If you walk out that door
don’t you ever come back!”

Got smaller and smaller until he was gone
leaving just petrichor in the wake of the storm.

While in front of a road sign you don’t recognize,
you learn what a scarecrow burnt down signifies.
Your eyes like pooled oil throw back the light.

Behind them is someone you don’t recognize
getting smaller and smaller
until she, too,
is gone.
this wrecked hell on my formatting... gotta fix it.
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