Relationships are my
Blind spot I
Simply pour myself
Like syrup on
Pancakes heavily sweet
Onto them getting
Consumed then discarded
Alone I’d rather
Be for me
The relationship with
Me I know
Well but others
Oh no not
That let me
Be joyously alone
Category: Friendship
Firsts
I always thought
That the first
Was the start
Of many others
The first date
That first kiss
The first undressing
But now it
Seems that the
First is also
The unfortunate end
A set of
Ones never to
Be repeated divisible
By itself and
Like me alone
FriendsRedux
I knew immediately
After felt the
Change no longer
Wandering and wanton
Your hand simply
Curled in mine
Unmoving not exploring
More out of
Respect not affection
Short lived we
Are like a
Firecracker all pop
Now fizz you
Don’t need to
Say anything your
Silence is deafening
Friends I guess
Now we are
AgainIceCream
I didn’t want
A lover so
My disappointment is
Minor oh yes
We played house
And created a
World but then
I realized that
You’re distracted with
Your own life
And me just
A treat like
Ice cream upon
Which to lick
ThereAlso
It’s the silence
That bothers me
Like mice picking
Away at slumber
The thoughts come
So what if
And who cares
Dreams not peaceful
Filled with questions
Like a child
Unprepared for school
I sit wondering
Where’d you go
That I wouldn’t
Be there also
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 