Replacement

Replacement

I write to put poetry

Into the world

Friend

Put himself out of this world

He wrote when I did not

This remembers him

This apologizes for my mistake

Yes

I invited him for sex

It ended our friendship

He wrote better poetry

He would write better poetry

Now

But he's no longer alive

To open his palette of images

I found out his absence 

Years after I had known him

Hurt

An old friend dismissed

By time and wrongs

There would be no recovery

If he were still alive

Fool

As I retry that scene

That never fails to float

Barry G. Wick