Monday, September 26, 2005

"Friendship"

Evicted from Eden.
Cast off of the island,
Shunned.
Backs turn, cold.
Where is friendship?
Disposable newbie,
Don’t dare misstep.
Forgiveness
Is dead here.
And what is friendship?
It is loyalty in degrees.
A tie here, a bond there,
And the rest on strings,
Allowed to dangle a moment
Then the judgment… snikt!
To the abyss with you
To fall in darkness, alone,
No branch to grasp
until the fingers of death enfold you
someday
at the end of the fathomless pit.

3 Comments:

Blogger Anonymous Poet said...

Snikt!

Is that from Wolverine?!?!?!

11:11 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Your poetry is awesome ...

10:24 PM  
Blogger TwistedNoggin said...

Of course, anon. You know I'm a sucker for comics. :) Yes, I'm a geek and I'm proud.

Thank you J. Powell. :)

6:29 PM  

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