Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Old Friends

There is an ease
and a short hand
with my two oldest friends.
Years of inside jokes
drunken mistakes
and ill conceived romances.
They have seen me
through so much
from self destructive egoism
to incessant partying
and unflinching bossiness
to some semblance of adulthood
which I was the last to join.
We have seen many birthdays, moves,
weddings, one birth,
now a long sought after pregnancy.
Under our casual camaraderie
there is an ocean of
shared experience. And Time.
Miles we traveled together
and years we've spent entwined.
Now, reunited, I know these men are mine.

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