Jack of all Fandoms

You see the heart bleeding on the broken floor?

To that, he dare not ask for more

Than ‘David’ to turn and walk

on by,

Before to he depend, he’d 

sooner die,

A lonely doctor lost at sea …

He had no other family …

Or friends in which to write

his notes,

So to the waves he let

them float,

A brother now had broke him then …

Alas he was his only friend …

And thus to him, he never yelled.

Just locked the door and shut 

himself,

Far enough and out of

reach,

But brother dear, he held 

the key,

Kept it close in emergency…

Talked him back to reality …

With wounds

and words he’d never said,

But

This was his very best friend.

So the sculpture then had turned

to man,

And to their home, he brought him

back,

Patched the holes in his old boat …

Layed the mat out on the floor …

Cleared the dust off of his things,

And held the door

Book of the week: The Opportunist by Tarryn Fisher