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This is a tribute to my brother. He's more sane than I am. I guess that says a lot about my family. :)


Coast to Coast



He regales me with conspiracies.
I can hear the excitement in his words.

We've moved beyond Marilyn and JFK.

(rich industrialists make sacrifices to the occult,
global warming is just a cover for one world
government, the world can only sustain
300,000 people the rest of us will be killed
by an Australian plague, the formula's on the internet,
but be careful, the CIA and your ISP is reading
your email and might cut off your internet access...)

For a moment I believe, then I go back to my dishes.

He listens to late night radio and reads me stories from offbeat news websites.

I know the world is plotting against me, it's never bothered me much.

I love my brother.
But I'm glad he's gone home.

I drift back into my happy ignorance.



April 4, 2008

© 2008 Anne Westlund




Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2008-04-05 at 08:10

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
This sounds like everyday life to me lol - I have to admit to having a fascination for conspiracy theories - they are just so wonderful and you can find a conspiracy in almost everything if you try hard enough. Enjoyed this a lot - your family sound fun

Elle x
2008-04-05