friendship won't be announced
like a call to dinner
no it will slip through the tracks,
on a bridge for trains long abandoned..
like sunlight through a grate.
It'll seep into the cracks,
down the deep well,
like a long-distance flood.
It'll mix into the dark
and let that ink bleed away..
tap-out the sadness
that's kept company all the days.
friendship happens
like the breeze that has blown
away a favorite hat.
that secret laugh that only
is known what it means,
all is well.. no need to tell.
no need to speak..
Just let it happen if it's wanted.
wake up in that light, let it shine
deep in the gutters of the soul.
and brighten things up around here.
friendship wont' be announced.
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