Uncle Mike

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The weight of implied reincarnation 

has always sat firmly on the top of my skull

 

What if I’m just his spirit 

existing in a realm after death?

 

And this is all a dream

in my father’s head

as he held his brother 

in a hospital bed

 

he shut his eyes,

since the day I was born

 

a fragment of soul 

floats in his dream

as they took us both

from the hospital bed