Thomas Kenneth Anderson
Poets Unlimited
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1 min readAug 24, 2016

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Brothers

Today we’re head to feet

You wanted to be head to head

But I didn’t

So we’re Head to Feet

Sitting in our own headphone worlds

For you it’s been head to nothing

Tomorrow it’s feet to nothing

The next it's nothing to nothing

I miss orange white and blue walls

I miss towers of old toys we don’t use anymore

I miss holes in the wall from the chair we sat in

I miss desks we used to share

I miss late at night

I miss being head to feet

I don’t know if you will

I hope,

But I don’t know

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