Sleeping Together

I have ten brothers. All are alive and still sleep and wake up. The brothers are like self by leaving sidewalks at night. Returning to the Father's house . In the same beds . And oneself is the brother to be and looks while close the door with the key in hand going up the back stairs . But look at the pink sky and tiles do not want to look . You look around and no one looking back at you . We come and go , we passed and looked , but we are one. What happens when I look at my brothers and photographed while Sleep . Who's Watching? How long I look ? If looks could not cross We are closer. I feel less alone. I can turn off the camera and paste back home and start being myself.