i am a friend to paper planes and hello kitty kites
i am a friend to coffee sleeves
i am a friend to polka dots and argyle
i am friendly with stripes
i am a friend to shoelaces and mismatched socks; i try not to judge them
i am a friend to the space between us, i am a friend to where i end and you begin
i am a friend to motown, i have been seen carousing with the Supremes
i am a friend to scratched CDs and aging vinyl
i am a friend to the brakes of buses, i defend them against naysayers
i am a friend to the sidewalk
i am a friend to lined pages of notebooks, but it's an on-again-off-again relationship
i am a friend to door hinges and knobs
i am a friend to couches and the curve of your arm
i am a friend to freshly baked cookies and spinach alike
i am a friend to the wrinkles around your eyes, because when you smile i can see all of the time we've spent together reflected there
i am a friend to hangnails and paper cuts, but only out of necessity
i am a friend to words-- delightful words, erudite words, fluffy words, made up words
i am a friend to dust as i let it collect all around me
i am a friend to wooden benches and wrought-iron chairs
i am a friend to fountains and footpaths and bridges
i am a friend to abandoned stairwells that smell like piss
i am a friend to table tops
i am a friend to porch fronts
i am a friend to the seconds in between each breath i take
i am a friend to unevenness
i am a friend to swing sets
i am a friend to zucchini
i am a friend to chain link fences
i am a friend to gravel
i am a friend to trees
i am a friend to braille
i am a friend to awkward silence
what are you a friend to??
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oddly enough, I already read this via Chmiel's facebook note. I really like the eye wrinkles...and I'm glad you've been listening to motown!!
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