I think of this friend
When I got to the grocery store
It’s an outlet market
I’m not sure if she works
There anymore the pandemic
Created a divide
Kind of like a divorce between us
I figured let time just
Run it’s course
Perhaps we’d find another way
Around the mountain
Have a picnic at the
Fountain of our youthful
Friendship beginnings
Always a sucker for
Happy endings but
Still waiting for that
Part of the fairytale
To find its way out of
The forest nothing abhorrent
Just a lot of absence and
Possible rumors through
The grapevine I know
Her style so I’m not surprised
Really don’t care if she is
Telling lies just like to remember
The friend that she was
Which then back to my story
About how we lost touch
Might be a bit boring
But I realized I need to
Be clear that a friendship
Is jointly a union not
One person stewing just
On hold left on red
Running thoughts through
My head, Is it something I said?
Then I was invited to a
Last minute party too soon
To rearrange all the things
I’m so sorry but still let’s keep
Trying meanwhile two years later
A new meaning for see you
Later alligator (I don’t think
That’s what we meant)
More like see you never
Maybe we should just go
Grocery shopping?
And then came an invite to
Shop an open closet event how clever
A personal yard sale to get her a couple
Of bucks not the meeting I hoped
For so what but I’m not
Feeling great about how
All l’d really like is just a cup of tea
And maybe a biscuit
Not some glorified ticket
To a garage sale
Or a party just a little
Personal time to swap smiles
Looks like I’ll be waiting again
For a little more while
© GÄ
Poétique 