Thursday, September 8, 2011

Sometimes It Seems


Sometimes it seems you can’t depend on friends.
Sometimes the way they sit there in the lap of your
imagination looking at you in bewilderment collectively
upends, forever after, any guarantees of reassurance
from them you may once have thought you could expect.

Sometimes the only speck of thing you seem to seem
to them is alien, and all they seem is very strange to you.
Sometimes the only certainty appears to be your
isolated point of view. Sometimes it seems that everything
ends in betrayal –  that innocence inevitably will be

crushed; that no portrayal of companionship seems more
than sentimentally corrupt. Sometimes it seems the darkness
must erupt. Sometimes it seems there is no willing woman,
willing man. Sometimes it seems you can’t depend
on friends. Sometimes, of course, it seems you can.






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