Daniel Brothers

 You gave me a world, in the most literal sense Something that's present now that you are past tense It came to me blank to draw what I imagined but now it feels hollow drawn of thoughts what has been mountains and forests that we never can visit a lost empty world on my dresser will sit. 

 My mind has been sleeping as my body has worked Moving Crates with my hands as dark thoughts may have lurked By no means forgotten and by no other means lost My thoughts have been sleeping and I wonder the cost.