Do I Ever, Really, Let Go?
Posted on | September 22, 2008
I said goodbye to you, already, didn’t I?
No, really, didn’t I?
You were the best friend that I had to toss aside because your morals clashed with my ethics.
Like White after Labour Day.
OH MY GOD!!!!!
You are, and always have been, white after labour day.
From your P.O.V. I’ve not been much different.
I went through, NO, I’ve been through so very much since we last talked.
Traversed through all of the inner voices telling me and all the advice I’ve sought.
Other friends have told me you were poisonous.
And there are those who are actually grateful that you are no longer in my “inner-circle”.
I know you have your version of me.
But the pain of it is, I have MY version of you.
I go back to this word…
PERSPECTIVE.
That is my ultimate credo. My motto.
PER-SPEC-TIVE
We can colour lives with “he said’s” and “she said’s” or from my template - “he said, he said.”
I could wolf-whistle the alphabet…but you wouldn’t even look askance.
Sarah McLaughlin would sing the title song.
Alanis would reference us in lyric.
Friends who betray each other.
And now, Ladies and Gentlemen, the Guitar solo.
I will be the answer at the end of the question
Just give me the fucking question.
Night hits.
Bed calls.
Movie’s over.
I’m gone.
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