or: How to disqualify as a friend
and how to cope
sipping my coffee, wondering –
yes, silence is an answer too
in fact, it's a multitude
too many, I decide
silence is too noisy for me
it screams Get Lost all over the place
like an obnoxious monster
banging through the museum of our shared memories
knocking over so many shelves
the scrunching and creaking in my ears, I wonder
does this really baffle me
or didn't I know all along
chuckling softly at my own stupidity
I continue my day as if nothing ever happened
So sad I have to show you the door
I'd rather not to
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