Friends

Friends

Are the past

And present and the

Vastness of what could be.

 

Clusters

Round the spikes,

Good bacteria

To our wounds.

 

 Soldiers

Standing by us, reinforcement

Stacked against life’s

Canons.

 

Pigs

Leading us through

Woods, sniffing out the

Truffles.

 

 Windows

Softly bouncing

Back our full-length

Portraits.

 

The past and present

And the largest part

Of what we need.

 

 

 

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