Friends Dead

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A soul who knows where it walks,
Lost without a map: by instinct you travel
The road less graveled. Keep coming back at them
You shed like the skin, which you
Once used for comfort, and as they smile
You will grin.

Gently press the syringe
And let a drop spurt out and smirk.
You’re about to make a living
Dead relationship work:
As uncomfortable seconds become
Stable by the minute; you win. The moment you win.

Stare hard at where they’re buried,
As you rise from the leveled earth.
Friends that thrived all along as you
Once you’ve seen through their worth
Will not revive – cannot be revived –
There’s a law of gravity where on earth they lie.

He was once what in the world you
Had for a shoulder. She was the
Smile that could light the best part
Of your day. They were the cradle and song;
And, now, hereafter, you lie down and you whisper –
You watch as they wash away.

You await as they wake from their
Occupied slumber and you watch yourself,
At distant, as you dial their number.
They do not wake, even as they speak,
Your ear hears what, for the moment,
Is a wobble which, by the minute, fades weak.

2012-01-11

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One thought on “Friends Dead

    Jani Bee said:
    January 11, 2012 at 4:15 pm

    There’s a law of gravity where on earth they lie.
    He was once what in the world you
    Had for a shoulder. She was the
    Smile that could light the best part
    Of your day. They were the cradle and song;
    And, now, hereafter, you lie down and you whisper –
    You watch as they wash away.

    The best striking part for my conscience…. Nice one!

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