My brother is dead

I am unbreakable.
I am built of crystals of words
and I am unshakable.
I am made of modern metal
and I am unbendable.
I am sheathed in thin Teflon.
Nothing sticks.

You are broken.
You were made of small twigs
and now you are broken.
You were struck and shattered.
You are unmendable.
You are sheathed in thick earth.
Nothing sticks.

(First published in The West Australian)