Poem #90

the most wonderful daydream
being close to inconsequential
just one of the pals
but you can depend on her
and you like to spend time with her
go out for a raucous evening
dolled up and grinning and comfy
she talks to strangers and you
big network of loose acquaintances
always someone to fill up space
but there’s always the core few
and they’re meaningless in the world
she’s just getting along
everyone’s just getting along
not struggling, but not soaring
it’s so inconsequential
it can’t be the most wonderful

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