NaPoWriMo #23: Unlikely Couple: “Tim & Spac”

Call me Tim,
As I begin,
To remember what it is I forgot.
I would ask Spac,
My brother in fact,
But he can’t remember for naught.

Spac and I
Will really try,
To see our ends justify our means,
But we’re lost,
About the cost,
Of reality and how things seem.

Spac’s heart attack
Was due in fact,
To a hole that made him unfulfilled,
And I felt this itch,
That I should stitch,
Something if we should be killed.

We’re just two brothers,
Unlike any others,
But just a little lost without a key.
We’re just hoping to find,
Before losing our minds,
What’s missing so we can just be.

We are now bound
For the Lost and Found,
Where we hope to recover memory.
And just like that,
We found in fact,
We were missing that last letter “e.”