Bond

I gave you some of my words

(or told you they were there for you to see)

and asked that you measure them

and provide for me a scale or value….

The silence choked all reason from me

and left my sense of our friendship

lying bereft and wounded.

I pity myself for being so easily hurt,

despite my mantra

that I am without the need

for any acknowledgement….

Decades of shared exchanges

of the written-word

lie strewn upon the plains

of what once appeared to be

an unshakeable alliance.