Poetry Corner

D I S E N G A G E M E N T

D I S E N G A G E M E N T 

 

desPitE ,

oR becAuSe oF ,

mY broKeN LeG –

I aM LoSinG friEndS

bY thE minUTe ,

oR shouLD thaT bE

bY thE yarD ?

iT iS noT mY proBLeM ;

theiR priDe cLasheS

wiTH mY honEstY

anD theY floUnDeR oN thE hoRnS

oF tHeiR hoMe-maDe vaiNgloRiOUsNeSS .

tHeiR suBseQuenT diSenGaGemenT

iS mY saDneSS . I caN dO noThinG

eXcePt peRhaPs ;

groW larGeR eaRs

a smaLLeR mouTh ,

anD weaR aN asHtraY oN mY heaD .

 

theSe beiNgS thaT fLee

fiLL mE witH a vOiD –

I neVeR deFineD friEnDshiP

aS haVinG tO coNdoNe duPLiCitY ,

theiR vOraCitY ,

foR unDyinG aLLeGiaNcE ,

stAndS aT oDDs

witH mY senSe oF comPaSSioN

anD thE scReAmiNG nEEd foR unDerStaNdiNg …

mY pLanE iS aLWaYs LaNDinG oN a ruNaWaY –

I LosE friENdS ,

LiKe OTheRs LosE thEiR heaDs .   

Ben Browton (a.k.a. Seymour Bybuss) Sludgeness-On-Sea – tMx 30 – 06/07