thursday night in texas

a honkytonk beach bar dive
into the center
of brother's location
lost between dogfights
exes
trying different hims
looking for stable land
knowing again how
to see and understand
everything
i drive
enable
listen
coexist
in the outbursts
in the laughter
waiting for him
to match my him
or for mine to find
his

I love journeys, internal and external. The long one I've been on is making a wide and major turn. I hope that my own experience being lost can be a help or a light on other journeys. So this poem comes from there and from a night out with my brother.