Poems and Poetry

Lee Rusch

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

We talked and laughed for a while
then grew serious
Abruptly.
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
Diminished
Not a prologue of anything really
Non-linear, random
It seemed
Considering where we all were now.