perhaps I hung
around him a
little more than

that made for
awkwardness

called it hero
worship - infantile
idolatry; or just

a deep-seated
longing for the
older brother

that I never had

tall, smiling
confident;
nobody's fool

rescued me when
I released the handbrake
car flew over the pool

his mum's front hedge
was never the same again



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pre-school reminiscent,
funny how peculiar memories could be...