For friendships on fire

a poem by Harley Bell

Loneliness clings to your chest
and constricts your breathing.

Who among your friends would lend you an inhaler?

Come now, call in compassion. Your own compassion.
Have you ignored an invitation like this before?

Build the bridges you want to build.

Your buttons dangle from a thread
and you never learnt to sew.

You roll your pants above your ankles
and stumble with your arms.
How long can you keep yourself
from falling?

The night claws closer to your eyes.

You need to name the darkness.

Who among your friends would build
their own fire brighter
to guide you back home?

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