A Black Cloud Friend

speak quietly
as you reflect back
on forgotten friendships

your skin feels corrupt
with unnecessary perspiration

did apraxia set in
or is it just grim reality
that some folks suck
at being mature friends

but between me and you
possibly the whole world too
given past and present moments
I no longer know you
because nobody needs a hypocrite
as a friend or even an acquaintance

so long
thanks a million
for being the black cloud
that wrecked part of my life

Debbie Budnick
my book: “The Writer Within” can be found on PublishAmerica.com