Twin In A Cyst Poem by Sheena Blackhall

After they’d cut this almost-twin from my brother’s back
A pitiful pouch of teeth, hair nails
He’d carried under his skin for 30 years
I dreamt of this Golem,
This partial jumbled sibling homed in a cyst

No lowers or cute blue cards marked its arrival
It was sluiced down a hospital drain like a pail of piss

The outcome was this…

One brother face down healing
The other, tossed aside like a turnip peeling