There once was a man
A man “with a plan.”
For our purposes
We’ll call him “Dan.”
Dan had a friend
A friend “’til the end”
But a hand was one thing
This friend couldn’t lend.
Dan cried for a lift
As he hung from the cliff
And he hated himself
Every minute of it.
And they sat in silence
Obvious Passive Violence
But no matter how he tried,
His mouth remained flat.
Dan needed some help
Like pants with no belt
But his friend “’til the end”
Had no message to send.
And Dan cursed at his past
For things move too fast
In a world where you can’t
Leave the thoughts you had last.
And Dan cursed the world
The world he unfurled
Through the months long before
And his body felt torn.
And as Dan wept
Alone he was left
And his friend “’til the end”
Didn’t give the smallest little ****
So Dan cursed his friends
As his knuckles turned red
And the dirt in his fingers began slipping free.
And he cried out for help
Like pants with no belt
But a hand was one thing
That this friend couldn’t lend.
It’s a matter of pride
Of choosing a side
But Dan didn’t want
To go for this ride.
And the sun burnt down hot
And the moon burnt up cold
And his heart, it did rot
And his mind did unfold.
He cursed everything
From the sun to the moon
And a poison in him
Did bloom in the gloom.
He said “I don’t care,”
But an occasion so rare
Made this man stare
At his friend’s hollow glare.
As Dan’s knuckles turned bare
His friend, he did stare
And his friend said
“Dan, this isn’t fair.”
Dan knew he was right,
But straight out of fright
Looked down to the beach:
The glass man was in sight.
“You treat me so wrong,”
Said this man’s friend
“Please just tell me…
When will it end?”
Dan tried to speak out
Without having to pout
For he knew exactly
What he was talking about.
“Please, my dear friend,”
Cried the man on the cliff.
“If you could just lend a hand
We could end this small tiff.”
“But a cliff top, so high
As the one you stand by
Is something I cannot do alone.
So, please, my dear friend…
Be willing to try.”
And these mortal two
These mortal few
Who stared below
At the water so blue
Stared at each other
Thinking anew.
And as for their fates,
I’ll leave that to you.