Monday, September 24, 2007

A Thank You

i was having a bad day
feeling
left out of my life
and generally down

so i called you
and for once you
actually answered your phone

told me funny stories
about bus rides
told me to take
a long hot shower
and dream about kittens
and sleep for
a very long time

you said
“sorry i’m not being
more comforting to you.
all i can really
do for you is
be your friend
if you’ll be mine”

i almost laughed then, because
you have no idea
how much you even
saying the word
friend
in my general direction
means to me

so i thought i
might write some bad poetry
not even thinking of rhyme
or reason
just of falling asleep
to
the rhythm
of your voice