Transitory Relationships

How nice it is when

the moon shifts into a puddle,

when, instead of offering you

the sky-high reflective judgment

of a friend, you can stomp on it

as though it were loathsome, like a bug,

or something no longer of use to you,

like a cigarette butt or a wad

of chewed gum, or a lover’s heart.

Like all other objects with which

we have transitory relationships.

© 2021 Jewish Young Professional

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Written for The Sunday Muse, RDP – Friend, FOWC- Transitory, Word of The Day Challenge – Relationship

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