We’re brothers;
they say family trumps all.
It transcends all.
There is no divorce in all this.
(this may be a very expensive re-run
if money matters at all)
We populate the third rock
- for the time being -
and we make a beautiful and shiny collection.
And how are we subject
to the elements;
even if the worse of them are only in our minds.
We say hello
and from the other corner of our mouths
we say goodbye.
Hey, love is no big surprise.
We’ll all drink the champagne that came with the shellfish
or maybe wait until a better occasion...
but I don’t suppose we’d see each other
at the Democratic National Convention
no matter how funny that may turn out.
Anyhow, enough with the competition for God’s attention;
we all have a sense of humor.
To Scott
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