A Poem on Poetry: Half Ass Friend

poetry frienemy

Half-ass Friend

My poetry is a half-ass friend

who shows up when she frickin’ feels like it

and shows me up sometimes-

but I allow her to do her thing.

She is an uplifting source-

except when she brings me down, of course

I, somehow, must deal

with her altered state.

She doesn’t have it all together,

though tries pickin’ up the pieces

when left alone for a little while.

So, I vow to stick with her.

Published by marinarena

poet-artist, traveler, down-to-earth human being

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