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Monday, May 14, 2012

Trust Fall

Oh the evening has been so fun
Drinking and playing games
Acting silly till the wee hours
All with your best friends in the world
Who trust you completely
Just as you trust them

Somewhere along the line
One of you passes out
Too much drink
Too much excitement
Their body said it was time to rest

All of you take note of it
The now unconscious body
Of someone you call a friend
Laying there on the couch

Suddenly it occurs to someone
That it's a good time to have some fun
Some fun with the lifeless body of a friend
To make them pay
Pay for passing out in your presence

Out comes the makeup kits
Out comes the sharpie markers
Out comes the duct tape
The quiet peaceful face is decorated
Words are written on skin with ink
Duct tape is applied
To hold hands in funny positions
Someone's penis comes out
A picture is taken with it near the person's mouth

It's so funny
So so funny
To do such things to a friend
Someone who trusts you
And you trust them just as much

In the morning
The person wakes up slowly
And senses that something is wrong
Still groggy from sleep
So it takes a few minutes to assess it all

Duct tape removed carefully
While everyone else sits around and laughs
Giggles continuing as it is realized
That there is make up all over strange places
Someone shows off the penis picture
Much louder laughter this time

What is the center of attention thinking?
What is that person feeling?
Are they amused
As amused as everyone else?
Are they laughing along?
As hard as you are?

They rush to the bathroom
On the surface
To clean themselves up
Or at least try
That Sharpie won't come off for a few days

Are they still laughing in there?
You can't quite hear them......

That doesn't sound like laughing anymore
It sounds a little more like crying

If that's what trusted friends will do
Then who needs enemies


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