There's a kind of force that compels
all sorts of friends out of their shells
from the introverts to the extroverts
camaraderie rekindled for better or worse
a text here, call or FaceTime there
it's a Friday night to be prepared
for the festivities among ourselves
celebrating youth, time, and wealth
sparks will fly in the form of laughter
poetry written through friendships we master
corks may soar after shake and twist
wine will flow and pizzas are split
yes, I said pizzas are split
(because honestly one is never enough)
we fill our souls with gluttonous glee
wonderful moment shared in synchrony
we'll catch up with stories of before and after
maybe extend the evening just to be actors
watch a bad movie and complain for hours
binge a good series and we'll forget to shower
We manage to survive into the next day
and Jupiter blesses us with no hangover
we believe in horoscopes and overpriced coffee
as well as tinder dates until they unmatch me
well, it's been fun, I'll see you next time
what we do is living proof
we don't leave friends behind
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April PAD ("Poem-A-Day") #12: "Spirits
I am so insanely behind on these because life lol.
I feel like I'm the poet who has a very pragmatic and simple sense of a good time. Pizza still remains overpriced, though. Cheers.
You can find more work over on my Instagram @ephrain_
Thank you!
About the Creator
DEUXQANE
93% of communication is non-verbal. Here's the other 7%.
I'm a licensed therapist. I love my kettlebell, steel mace, and rower. I've a soft spot for sci-fi, rollerblading, herbalism, poetry, drag race, EDM, and spending time in nature.
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