I say to him

that we’d be here

all these years later

funeral for his wife

his friend my friend

from the days

us young’uns

drinking smoking

listening to music

like that

meant everything

we were

immortals then

& now

now we are not

if we have

the same joy in ideals

friends for the loving

& leaving

his wife & her sister

an ex of mine

I let go drifted on

as fast as

she did me

while he held on tight

to come to this place

we never thought

we’d find ourselves

in