2003-12-08 - Hell No
I'd sooner pluck a whisker from a tiger's face
or launch myself - no life support - to outer space
or stick a deadly viper up my trouser legs
or dance the do-wah-tusi eating rotten eggs
.
I'd rather push a hypo up my urinal tract
or have a bed of nails hammered in my back
than rush into involvement beyond friendship with you
alliance -- not a thing that I Iight-heartedly do
but
if you think that you can handle a genuine friend
I'm yours until forever brings us back again
still the same but slightly different in that subtle rise
an intangible accessory that qualifies
far beyond what you weren't thinking when the notion passed
in a moment's optic twinkling and it's gone so fast
it's your life: a vaporous passage though it seems to last
as you stumble toward the doorway and it echoes vast
the spacious hallway memory was overblown
the house of childhood mansion?
just a little home
and friendship is just friendship no matter where you roam
it's bigger than the stairway and higher than the dome
it's warmer in the winter, it's always in the zone
that let's you know you're welcome - you don't even have to ask
you know you've met that someone when nothing's too large a task
as long as you have friendship - that soul who's by your side -
you have a glimpse of heaven that cannot be denied
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