Wednesday, 24 August 2016

Off-the-tune...-ish.

Dear brother,

I'd never call you 'dear'.
But it feels a little odd without you around,
With your moping around after every single haircut

You'd barge in and stare at your reflection,
Practice that cringe-worthy runway walk
Run your hands through your hair and
Lament about how you look like a different human
And how it's ruined, so ruined.

Just when I think you're done with your devastation,
You return with a titlted angle of looking at yourself
And a new set of complaints.

(Ha, and now it's shaved.)

It's so like mum you know,
When she somehow possesses the talent of interrupting me
Whenever I open my mouth to speak-

I don't really know whether to laugh or what.

You're always asking how you look
With that limited wardrobe and limited (dare I say, non-existent) fashion sense.
You switch up those measly clothing into outfits that
Sometimes make you look great and
Sometimes screws you over.

Mind you, I never liked the fake glasses
Since you have myopia anyway..
It's always been ironic, the way you remove something necessary and replace it with a fashion statement piece that's pretty much useless.

Then there's the stories
Animated story-telling's in the blood, I tell you.
We shout so often out of excitement and barely-controlled howls of laughter
That I'm pretty sure our neighbors think we're on terrible terms.

And then, there's you
with your thunder face on when someone promotes something at the door-
I think, the family has pissed off faces as a default setting
And it's kind of a skill. People know when conversation's not appreciated.

You've always gone out often
But it still feels strange when you aren't at home when I'm back from school,
spazzing over anime or kdrama,
playing one of those dramatic songs of yours.

I don't miss people easily.
It's just that it feels slightly quieter this time,
and that's kinda weird in its own way.

Oh well.
Friday and you'll be back anyway,
Back with new stories from the army.

Till then, then.



It's possible, that
I might just miss you.


I like how off-tune and catchy this sounds.
^That's kinda what makes it so appealing: an off-tune-ish tune~

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