so apparently when i really need to vent, i do it in verse
here goes, then
friends
we used to be friends
used to
cast off like an old winter coat
(but its winter now, and
i’d like to see you get by
without us)
spring is far away and
lonely without company because
alice is wrong
the flowers won’t talk
it’s like
if the coat could feel
maybe it would leave anyway
(if it could)
(i wish it could)
(cut those apron strings and ties please like the others did - it was easier in some ways)
its sick of being worn this way, treated like its
just a coat when
what would you do without it
you might not realise
but where would you be without it
that scarf might keep you warm
but its
just a scarf
just growing
it needs help
the coat would help
it doesn’t need much
certainly not the promise of new buttons, new thread, new hems and then none
just a few mothballs to keep us whole, maybe
just a little bit of something
we can shoulder the winter but
not neglect and loneliness
do you even care
sad in the junk shop
the sally army bin
do you even care
like all those coats before
its all the same
well i just want to say
“fuck you/good riddance/i hope you die of cold”
just like i’ve wanted to say before
and never will
except in verse
god, i just want friendship back
when did it get so bad
why don’t i like you anymore
well, at least there are others
who still want the coat
who treat it well
wear it well
know how to wear it well
keep it well
and i’ve got my coats too
i don’t need yours anymore
maybe you won’t even notice its gone
the coat i mean
i’m noticing
i wish you would
i miss it
miss you
sad, lonely, disappointed, angry
we used to be friends
what happened?