Best

The word is slithering

and slinking

out of the pages

the books I dropped

as I scurried out

of my own library.

.

I studied those books

and read them to pieces,

but after a while

their stories all began to feel

the same.

.

A meeting.

A getting-to-know-each-other.

A honeymoon period.

The word.

A distancing.

A silencing fear

of commitment.

.

The word is slinking

through my mind

as silence rings around me

and rings of circular time

start to draw closer and closer.

Soon,

they may strangle me.

.

It has nice

implications.

The one who says it

means well.

But yet,

it always

spells the end.

.

What is this word,

you ask,

Well I will tell you,

it is one that often

goes before friend.

It is-

best.

 

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