Two Friends
By craig2
Two friends parting, one young; one younger, and beginning a pilgrimage in search of himself. Come with you? I’m not that young – though the rest of my life will not be what I intended, and I’ve intended nothing. I would not have wanted to see you die, but would have wanted to know you ‘til death. You know, men are harder to replace than women, but women are irreplaceable. Perhaps on my holiday – only two weeks a year to visit far-away old friends, that are always too far. Maybe we’ll meet again at 40. In a bar. In Athens. Drink Ouzou, share a Greek whore. We’ll celebrate this moment then pulling at our youth, and reflect that every moment is a poem, that only need be written down as a reminder. Written November 23rd, 2001 © on Feb 06 2002 03:50 PM PST 0 • 10
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