when friends become enemies

4 Jul

i wish i knew what wheels have turned

what gears have clicked into place

that suddenly turns my world into a circus

topsy turvy, full of terrifying clowns

what is it that happens when friends

become enemies

and enemies friends?

i can’t find my bearings in such a world

i am guarded in my every word and deed

what do my so-called allies know?

what can be used against me?

is a safe harbor found only in the strange

bowels of my enemies sanctuary?

where i don’t know the language?

it has to be better than the knife held ready

behind the backs of those who supposedly

love me.

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