Poems and Poetry

Friends in America 2/22/17 | A Poem by Lee Rusch

We talked and laughed for a while
then grew serious
Things had changed
We could not leave the surface
Feared what lay below
Though portraying some kind of strength
A nonchalance almost
We kept on
Knowing no exit
No end
But, you know, the end

And the past lay back there
Not a prologue of anything really
Non-linear, random
It seemed
Considering where we all were now.

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