Devon Kitch

Friends

Friends, we are moving

            Apart in our lives.  Moving

                        Apart in our thoughts. 

Where once we were

                                    Inseparable.

Perhaps we can stay the same

Memories fossilized

            Forever

            Frozen

            In time’s fantastical reflection

Friendships falter

                        Subside

                                    and remain

and though I try to refrain from changing

I wake up and find that friendship strained.

We will never relive our days of

            Drunken ex-boyfriend house wrapping

            Spur of the moment river rafting

            And watching the sun rise as we drive

                                    Home. 

From somewhere we never should have been.

Those days when recklessness pervaded

                                                                        and elated

                                                                        our suburban lives.

I miss you all as we were

            And as we are now

                        Lost in the monotony

                        Busy with the business

                        of what we deem important.

We--the four that time cannot digress

                        the four that must remain to tempt time’s test.