friendship

over eggs
and coffee i
hear your
confession.
i listen, i
eat, i drink
from my hot
cup and nod.
i leave my
sins out of
it. they would
only confuse
you. it's best
for you to
think that
i'm good, that
i'm pure and
without fault.
i won't tell
you what to
do or how
to save yourself,
or how to get
your life
back on track.
there is
only one
savior, one
cross. but i'll
listen, i'll
pray, i'll
be there for
you, do whatever,
almost, whatever
you ask. i'm
your friend
to the bitter
end.