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Some Friends

Some Friends  
   
Memories of boyhood haunt my night    
Wandering antebellum home property    
In midst of Hollywood film production    
Past Civil War movie set    
Replicas of scorched homes    
Rise in blackened desolation    
   
Pals and I vanish into the green curtain of woods    
We ascend bluff to railroad tracks    
Gazing down at culvert water fall    
I descend ridge hearing yawp of “stone him.”    
Granite railroad rocks rain down    
I take flight from hail of stones    
Till missile impacts forehead    
Blackness veils my vision  
With a thunderous howl    
My body buckles into bloody defeat    
   
Rising like a wounded deer    
I run with best friend    
My forehead flowing with blood  
He asks “Does it hurt?”  
I reply “Only when I laugh”  
“That’s not funny”  he replies
    
Ladies in car laugh    
Believing me hoaxing movie extra    
Persuaded they ride me to hospital and stitches    
As African American intern sews    
he asks who did this to me    
I reply “my friends.”    
“Some friends” his words illuminate
Written by goldenmyst
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