FALTERED
his fingers faltered
that one
writing the script
and so best sibling
stepped into
replace him
but that one
not
weaned
the same
was of outlook
whole different genre
and so the dream
disappeared, we
became awake
congratulated ourselves
on
the end
of the fiction, red
pill reality
but it was
embedded level
of dream
and
move into nightmare
poems 2 die for 