I don’t give a damn about Ancestry.com.
You are my brother.
And I don’t give a damn if it’s on a census or
family tree.
You belong to me and I belong to you.
We are both spear points among the found
bones of our children’s great grand-children.
We both work to figure out the clues of expansion-
those notions of what may exist if we are not afraid.
We are brothers.
We are mapped out by a shared cosmic background,
both sculpted by the same glowing sheets of bodies
bathed in big, solitary, Texas sized machines called egos.
George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, the Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in the USA Today, Wall Street Journal, the Atlantic, the Havana Times, the South China Morning Post, the Buffalo News, and more.