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My Friend

For my swimming pool

O nameless, childhood friend!
You’re dead!
 
Your carcass cracked with missing teeth.
Your mouth dry, green and black.
 
When you were full of life,
I enjoyed you so;
The sunlight would dance upon your lucid face
While I embraced you with all my limbs.
 
You were made for me
An yet I neglected you.
 
When you needed me,
I didn’ t lift a hand to help you.
 
I poisoned you with my ignorance and now you’re dead!
 
However, a grave for your corpse
I will not make.
 
Not even its stench
Will the shovel shake.
 
One day I hope you’ll be filled with life again
And till then
You’ll still my friend remain.
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