The 'End' In Friend
I, treasure you.
But, would you stay if I ever said goodbye?
Would inferno’s pilot light succumb to your tears
Knowing tomorrow’s uncertainty
Is our greatest fear?
Would my ill-timed laughter
Make you cringe in disgust
Changing your perception against my heart?
Would you
Hold me
As we wade through baptismal waters of sin
Without bruises from cedar scented crosses?
Can I count the ways
You would be my exhale
When insanity chokes the living within
The living, within!
Within cracked glasshouses
Covered by umbrella’s demise
Would you come to despise
My true colors
Shaded in blues & violets?
Would I need to come to your rescue
After you’ve kicked me when I’m down?
I WOULD!
I WOULD CRAWL WITHOUT YAWN’S FATIGUE!
I would sacrifice my Agnostic flesh
To become a new believer
Born-again
Within YOU!
I would remove my 3rd eye to present what I see in you!
I would become your contact lens that you’ll never have to remove!
I would taste degradation
Simmering in a gentle broil around my arms
And season you with my smiles
Just to make it through choke-holds of a Winter solstice!
I would become your handsome error
Hoping we can write each others wrongs!
I, treasure you.
But,
Would you be there upon last dance’s syllabic end?
My friend,
I’ll wait by this stainless steel chair.
Embracing the “never-say-never”…
…because, with you, my humanity is willing to believe in forever.
© - 4/22/2013
Submitted for the “What a Friend really is” Contest, sponsored by Becca Lucas; Won 5th place.
Copyright © Poet Tacito | Year Posted 2013
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