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Past Tense

We used to be friends.

We used to be friends
Before the I saids,
The he saids
That she said that they said.
We used to be friends…

We used to be friends
Back when the days were made for fun
And nights meant long phone conversations
Ending in snores from one or both ends of the line…

We used to be friends
In the days when confessions
Came without fear,
Back when take backs
Were enough,
And an I’m sorry
Was the ultimate cure-all.

Yeah we used to be friends,
When time
And the maturity that came with an “IM”
Still made the impossible plausible,
The improbable tangible
And the unobtainable haveable.

That’s right, we used to be friends.
Then we were enemies
And now we just are…
But separately.

We used to be…

Fear of Bliss

I feel like shit
Shit is how I feel
Need to get it out
And tell the universe about my crap
Otherwise I fear
I will explode
With all the things I leave
Unsaid.
And all the questions in my head
All the people I try to avoid
All the ways I try to hide
Behind a curtain
Hastily contrived
To screen my eyes
From scrutiny.
That’s the way I get my therapy
I talk of flying
Of liberty
But when I come to take the leap
I choke
Standing just upon the
Brink
I cry and plead
For an open door
To get me out of box and cage
To spread my wings and soar
Above river and mountain and plain
But once freedom’s wish is granted
I panic
And wedge myself into a corner
And pray for open spaces,
Friendly faces
In far off exotic places...
A sure end to all my sorrow
An end for sure,
...But tomorrow