Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Wha...


My brother is what you call
A selective listener
Constantly glued to the computer screen
As if it was a necessary element to his existence
Eat
Sleep
Breathe
Computer
“WHA…” he shrieks
Whipping his head around
To see if his name was mentioned
Unaware of the intensity of his voice
Usually
It was nothing concerning him
But it wouldn’t matter anyway
For his attention slips
Before you can give

An answer

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