A Leaping Acquaintance

A LEAPING ACQUAINTANCE O ask me if a friend is mine for keeping And I will scroll down her countenance in years To show acquaintance that’s a target leaping And I will tell you of the long nights’ weeping Into the valley of the corrupted seers That her acquaintance was a target, leaping As if acts of confidence were seeping Down the drainpipe like a burst of tears, Asking if a friend is for safe keeping, Secrets unravelled in the glare, bleeping With the traffic of the times that hooked my peers Just ask me if her friendship’s mine for keeping: I say, a pox on their assiduous reaping Their facts are gleaned where the bar sells beers To show acquaintances like a target, leaping On opportunity, grafting on chances, peeping With trashy envious shades adrift in leers; O ask me if this friend is worth the keeping, I’ll show an acquaintance missed the target, leaping. from IN MEMORY OF HER 2008)