Keeping Friends
dingaling I heard
your mind mingled
within hearing
just that singular
sensation of
bully for you
I would cry
or would scream
likely run
downstream
if I knew what you
were thinking
but
thank God
most surliness
surfs with its dread
not out of the mouth
for we rarely mean
what we think
as
our mind machines
turning over and over
tumbling, bumbling
about
and keeping friends
doesn’t let our inner
beast out
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