
My brother is so weird
He blabs on about this character who died
in a TV show like a fish trying to get to water
Its 2am
Through the thin wall can be heard someone yelling in agony from the muffled TV
“NO! NO! ALEJANDRO! THIS CAN’T BE!”
Annoyance makes its way to me
I tiptoe to my my door like a quiet mouse
The door creaks open
The bright light of the TV blinds me until I look down on the couch
My brother’s on the couch with a tear stained Ninja Turtles shirt
And a constipated look on his face

I am a dog sitting in a kitchen fire
I am so done.
My pups are playing video games in their room
I honestly couldn’t care less about rescuing them
“This is fine” I say to myself
My pups are going to turn into hot dogs
and I shall soon join them
My har feels sweaty on my head
My table has burnt, all remains is my chair
“This is fine” I tell myself once more.
“This is completely fine.
Fine.”