the only thing on my mind.

Here's another poem I wrote having to do with my brother's death:

Neon green frowns tremble
Beneath the numerical eyes
Of the monster behind you.
Yet you remain still-
Knowing this monster may save your life
With its uncanny wisdom.

But how do we know this monster
Holds more truth then you?
For you are my superman –
My fallen hero
Still up for one more battle
Against this unknown temptress.

So, keep those numerical eyes blinking,
Don’t let the neon green fade to a line.
For you aren’t fighting against the monster
You’re fighting against time.