It interests me
this letting go
done at the height of vulnerability
or perhaps these are depths
why would a friend walk away
when I cry
when I have lost a financial battle
and in the past
the weekend my sister died
friends come
friends go
do not take it to heart
when they go
I am not lying to myself
that this person loved me
and left when I was in the blue deeps
left me additionally shattered by going
they tell themselves and others
too emotional too dark too dramatic
and I am startled out of my grief
to more grief loss
death is final
but I can talk to the dead
when the living have left
there is a gaping wound
Beloved comforts me
and it is not about me
they tell themselves and others
but they are running from their own
depths, grief, emotion, darkness
they cannot stand by me in darkness
I forgive again
and I am content
alone with the Beloved
in the depths
and there is such beauty here
if my friends were still friends
I could show them the pearls
in these deeps