Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Dead Friend

The dead friend
Tags along with you,
Even though you
Haven't asked her to.

She never takes the hint,
Though you roll your eyes and walk ahead.
Nobody likes her.
She's got no cred.
She's dead.

The dead friend
Is at your door again.
What a stupid bitch.
It's 2 a.m.

She won't leave you alone.
Now she's calling on the phone.
She doesn't get it if you diss her.
She really thinks you miss her.
Dead friend.
__________

for Magpie 90

28 comments:

Margaret said...

It is best to leave some people behind. I love your original take on this prompt.

Helen said...

Whether you intended it or not ... I had to laugh at this one!

hedgewitch said...

I leave you alone for one hour, and you're off playing with the dead again. How many times do I have to tell you they carry diseases? And Glade is not getting any cheaper, you know. Yeesh.

Bee's Blog said...

It's definitely all in your head! You made me laugh. Good take!

Hannah Stephenson said...

It's funny, but it's also creepy and sad....that's why it works. Very Edward Gorey.

Brian Miller said...

haha...the broken rhythm at points only accentuates the humor...

Cloudia said...

That's deep.
I like deceptively simple too.


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mac said...

I kinda like my dead friend. She's quiet !

Doctor FTSE said...

Funny? Or putting a brave face on grief? Very good poem.

Jinksy said...

Black humour I like...

Daryl said...

this rhyme is dead on

LL Cool Joe said...

Only a dead friend would be at your door at 2.00am, or soon to become one.

Roy Schulze said...

I think the narrator is missing the fact that dead friend has actually clued into her cruelty and is haunting her. My Magpie this week is A Plot Both Great and Grand.

Marion said...

In my case, it's dead relatives. I have dozens who follow me around and like to visit my dreams. Great poem!! xo

Scarlet said...

Chica, this one made me chuckle. "She's got no cred, she's dead." You KILL me! ;D

Mama Zen said...

Have you tried Dead-B-Gone?

Mimi Foxmorton said...

I, too, had to smile...... :)

ps. Moore, please. ;)

Sara said...

You tickled my dark humor funny bone with this one. Hey, I'll take a laugh whenever it appears:~)

BTW I want you to know my calendar picture has been officially changed, even though I did skip a few months here and there.

tasmith1122 said...

Thanks for returning the visit. Wasn't sure if you'd get my reply from Wordpress, so here it is:

Crows! I like that. I have another friend and writer who is quite attached to crows (http://wildink.wordpress.com/). Yes, the gas mask thing is terrifying, even more so for children. Little ones should all grow up safe, at the very least with the air they breathe. I really enjoyed my visit at your blog. Hope you don't get tired of rabbits hanging out there.

Better than a dead friend?

Carrie Burtt said...

Shay you are totally awesome....what a brilliant take on the prompt....dark humor...moore please. :-)

keith hillman said...

The dead simply don't know when to take a hint! Great piece.

Mine's at http://keithsramblings.blogspot.com/2011/11/written-for-magpie-tales-there-were-not.html

JJ Roa Rodriguez said...

good original take... love it...

JJRod'z

T said...

Oh my gosh, I can relate to this!!! :))

Lena said...

I love this dark humour poem! It's a refreshing change from the rest.

HyperCRYPTICal said...

Excellent original take - I love it!

Anna :o]

Tess Kincaid said...

Stellar write...she's got no cred...she's dead...oh yeah...

myheartslovesongs said...

next time she shows up at two, start playing "Stairway to Heaven" on bagpipes. {a harp will do in a pinch.} she'll become entranced and you just tie a cinnamon stick in her hair with a yellow ribbon. she'll be pulled to Hell where she obviously belongs. {smile}

Lolamouse said...

Maybe if you pray to St. Creola, she'll get rid of that pesky dead friend for you! Of course, who knows what she'll demand in return?