Enemy
By J.Camp

The brother is crazy
His wife, chased by gangs
Who viciously adjust
The rabbit ears on the T.V.
Rat poop fallen from attic door
Proof a break-in has occurred
The brother and wife
Are fabricating truths
Crazy brother's brother
Is the one I am with
He trembles at his keyboard
What to say, he is lost
Falsely accused of a crime
By this delusional duo
Private investigator is calling
Harassing with threats
The L.A.P.D. is going to call
Idle threats of a drunk in
An Atascadero motel
It's all too much
I see his hand quiver
Over the mouse
What do you think
This means? He asks so
I tell him that I
Dreamed last night
I'm in the yard but
I know I am asleep
I can feel the rain
Fluid air passing through
Me, it's atoms, my atoms
We're all the same and
I check on the elder
I peak through her windows
I see her sleeping
In her ancient bed, is
It a surprise upon
Waking that she saw me
At her door, in my hat
Without a body and
Remembering this I grab
His shoulder and at once
I am crying, I feel
All of the abuse, the pain
That ripples up, it engulfs
Me, I swallow, I choke and
I sob for him because
His being cannot, still
I go deeper, I slide
Down his essence, falling while
Twisting on the lighted
Pole into his guts and
I see the rage, coiled
Caged viper, flying and
Roaring at me but
I'm not crazy brother yet
In the rush of anger,
He believes that I am, here's
All the hate, betrayal,
I am clothed in his pain
Dressed now, as such
I am the enemy.