I could see you from the outset that your demons
were very different for my own
Mine try to devour me from the inside while yours
especially with a drop or two of alcohol in you
made you erupt in fury without warning
you scared me and I kept my distance especially after
that time late in the first summer of our so-called friendship
when you phoned to say “corky and I
are going to see [a band we both revered]
and I thought I should probably ask
if you wanted to go too”
what a way you had of making a boy feel wanted!
In the succeeding 52 years
I dared count on you twice
first the night the woman with whom I’d been cheating on my girlfriend
declared she’d kill herself if I didn’t come to her that evening
I took the threat seriously and asked you to cover for me
if you found my two-timing my girlfriend unconscionable
(as I have come to see it myself)
you could have declined, but no
and then, push came to shove, and you “forgot” what you’d agreed to do
and there was hell to play
fast-forward 52 years
about to abandon my second marriage and
I am beside myself with doubt and guilt
and need a friend just to listen to me
I spill my heart out and at the end
both grateful for and surprised by your forebearance
thank you for listening so patiently
whereupon you point out that you weren’t really listening
but only pretending to
I’d needed a friend
and got a comedian instead
oh for two