What Does It Take?





what does it take for true friendship?

 

unconditional acceptance, you say

 

implicit understanding is another favourite

 

infinite trust, yeah sure

 

overflowing love of course

 

but what if I tell you

 

it takes a two hour fifty three minute train journey

 

an icebreaker which breaks non existent ice

 

annihilates it

 

some glow in the dark liquid which worms its way into your soul until it glows too

 

a room full of used books and unused brains

 

two glasses of heavenly sugarcane tears

 

a sofa which sags under the weight of its occupants’ ecstasy

 

good great food

 

walking around a city trying to listen hard for the tales it has to tell

 

finding some, not finding most

 

making some of your own

 

armed with fluorescent bandanas and shades

 

which protect you in their own twisted way

 

a platoon of bubbles with minds of their own

 

shoving, jostling, barging into each other

 

vying for your attention and ignoring it when it comes

 

kissing you lightly, teasingly—those vixens

 

then abandoning you and wandering off into the unknown

 

only to die seconds later

 

a bus with no roof and a whole new world inside

 

(and as it turned out, no space)

 

a room with a window you can hang your legs from

 

or maybe just your towel

 

breakfasts

 

bright bright breakfasts

 

ice-cream which is spun with sweat and dreams and crammed between two wafers too thin to contain it in its glorious entirety

 

ice-cream which sweetens souls

 

and how can I forget

 

the Drive

 

with its penetrating odour

 

and its people oh the people

 

all vying with their own selves to unclutter their minds, their spirits

 

to unfog their essence

 

and the Drive does not let them down

 

it coaxes conversation

 

conversations you didn’t know you even wanted to have

 

but ones you needed like your lives depended on them

 

and maybe they did

 

rains so sudden they wipe your minds blank

 

leaving you as new as those just-born crabs creeping up the rocks

 

trickling down the sides of your overlarge umbrella and into your pores

 

yes, the Drive changes lives like you wouldn’t believe, baby

 

or maybe you would

 

did I mention the food?

 

the food kind of clinches the deal really

 

not that it wasn’t already clinched

 

but wait

 

the laughs

 

the laughs which start in your stomachs

 

make their delicious way up your esophagi

 

and explode all over your faces

 

oh the laughs

 

why were you laughing anyway?

 

taxi! is that you taxi?

 

sorry if we scared you random pedestrians and drivers

 

effervescent young girls do tend to be rather terrifying

 

maybe it’s because we’re so terrified ourselves you know

 

but where was i

 

ah, words

 

pouring out your souls on window seats

 

dusting them off and handing them back to each other

 

nature can be so beautiful sometimes

 

it’s almost like it’s mocking us

 

like hey son you see how i shine?

 

i might just stop in a few years

 

but then arrive some fried cheese and onions which bring you back to earth

 

in a good way

 

and then it’s over

 

all. too. suddenly.

 




and you’re back to where you belong

 

but you’re lost, quite literally

 

how…when…why

 

it’s not over though, you know

 

never is.

 

because that’s what it takes for true friendship

 

a single defining moment

 

or many

 

oh and a ton of unnecessary selfies

 

which are actually rather necessary

 

and you know it’s going to last.

 

 


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