Here’s one for the brothers
in drink and sports fandom
whose cars have kissed telephone poles
more than once after hours
One for the boys
who drive along old roads
daydreaming of their well deserved
post high school comebacks
One for the men
who swerved into careers
after head-on collisions with a payback
for mistakes and accidents
Another for the boys
who dance awkwardly around
how good it felt to hug and slap asses
after the win in the Thanksgiving game
Another for the men
who say not a word about all of this
who shrug it off then sink
into stained recliners or basement shops
One more for these brothers
who may not even understand
that what hurts them
is demanded of them
from the backseat wherever they go
on whatever roads
they end up driving
Dark Matter 
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