Lost Friendship

Lost Friendship

I peer into your eyes

And find the darkest constellations. 

Millions of miles away,

Floating in fiery figments of things long past,

You careen;

Dismally, spiraling into

Vicious black holes of conventional irony,

Banging against radical postulation,

And crashing through the impenetrable.

A chorus of violins wailed their sympathies

In an attempt to tear through the haze of your delusions,

But found their efforts ineffectual.

Were my sentiments too empty,

My heart too devoid of empathy 

My mind too clueless of the intricacies of intimacy? 

You slipped away

Like vapor through my fingers

And into the blessed bliss of baseless chimeras. 

As you sink further and further into the darkness,

My conscience calls my attention

To the obligations of acquaintanceship,

If even such a loose affiliation ever really was. 

My fingers, weary of grasping, reach out for yours 

And return empty-handed 

I know bad habits die hard

But I was hoping spiritual death would be harder

What if you asked, “What if?” 

My gaze slides down your cheek

Like the icy droplets that bungee jump off your trembling jaw. 

They shatter into non-existence.