My brother hasn’t read any of my poems

My brother hasn’t read any of my poems,

I won’t tell him the address coz they’re all about sex,

Well not all – but a lot,

And they’re confessional a lot of the time.

He jokes:

“Why would anyone want to read about your headaches?”

“They’re not all about headaches.”

“Back aches then, neck aches – are you branching out into feeling cold?”

I do say I’m cold a lot to be fair.

 

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