Friday, June 26, 2009

Friends Don’t Let Friends

Friends don’t let friends cruise
along the razor-sharp shores
that hug the porous borders
of Lower Agoraphobia.

Friends don’t let friends lose
the petty cash or the private stash
in the venial casinos
of New Babylonia

Friends don’t let friends know
what friends don’t need to know:
and friends don’t let friends go.
Friends don’t let friends go.

Friends don’t let friends choose
To be hampered by dampers or briers
when the purest desire is to sing
‘round inspiring fires.

Friends don’t let friends bruise
scarred, aching shoulders on boulders
when some timely assistance
might slightly enhance this Resistance.

Friends don’t let friends show
what friends don’t need to show:
and friends don’t let friends go.
Friends don’t let friends go.

Friends don’t let friends use
cold, moldy towels,
diaphanous cowls, too many vowels
or breakaway trowels.

Friends don’t let friends fuse
restraining enjoiners
to courageous deployment
of outrageous rejoinders.

Friends don’t let friends sow
what friends can’t bear to grow:
and friends don’t let friends go.
Friends don’t let friends go.

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