Friendship
I’ve lost a close friend
I didn’t see the end
There’s no time to amend
No money to spend
I’m not motivated to begin
My life.
I want to drink gin
Don’t want to offend
Or commit a sin
Alone in my den
Searching for someone to mend
My heart.
Toss laundry in the bin
While hiding from kin
Banging on my door with baked hen
Oh, that’s my neighbor, Fynn
I refuse to let him in
My soul.
Pick up a pen
Count to ten
In search of zen
Can’t call Jen
She’s in Japan spending yen—
My story.
Search my phone for a friend
On whom I can depend
Who is willing to suspend
Without talking about men
Who refuse to comprehend
My womanhood.
Open the book
That sits on the nook
The words inside
Make me swallow my pride
I call my lost friend with something sincere.
My apology.