What Friends Were

a twistytrack nod to the wombats’ “moving to new york” and how real friends forgive.
i wrote it after living on the internet.

the past slides down a bottomless wall
over miles upon miles of one-way calls
man, it’s been years
since that open-arm town.

if you knew who your friends were
you wouldn’t go back.
there’s just no way



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