We were war buddies in a bad work environment;
a wellspring of strength and commonality, inadvertently born
of our boss’s love of all things cheap and pretty.
We held each others’ hands through the emptiness,
knitted a commune of sweet dreams
so we could sleep at night.
The war is over, but we remain
stubbornly flicking the thumbwheel
on each others’ aspirations, sharing faith
that someday soon we will ignite.
For all my "war buddies" at OKH, especially Mona, who's embarking shortly on a brave journey of self-discovery.
Photo by David J. Fred
Have you ever been in a tough environment or circumstance that fostered a strong friendship?