I Call You Friend
I call you friend?
But what do you call me?
I am walking,
talking with people I meet
then you pull the leash
and expect me to heel at your feet
and I still call you friend
tender fender, wing of a car
strange things
that is what you are
just as the day begins
you think you have the power
and if I want to spend an hour –
talking with you
then if you say the word –
I will spend the hour
but time does not mean a thing
if when we talk
my imagination
would rather walk
I call you friend
but you do not have any message to send
what do you call me?
a serious comic with a face of tragedy
really lonely,
well I am telling you, I am getting by
and if I were you,
I might look at myself and start to cry
take a look inside
what do you see?
does it frighten you
to realize that you are no better than me
but still I call you friend
but what do you call me?
James Garratt – 1993
More poems at
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More poems from 1993 here
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/category/poems-1993/
I Call You Friend – Written Early 1993 (Aged 17/18)
