i’m the “v”
not the virgin
      or vigilante
just the “v”
not the violinist
      or ventriliquist

i am merely the “v”
in that poem by silverstein
the “v” in “love”
      & the only one to show

that is how i see some friendships
i’m there, ready
to battle, brawl, or bawl
all in the name of love
but “l”, “o”, & “e”
      called in sick

i’m the most giving of givers
      & friendliest of friends
the most loyal of the loyalists
      & i shall be ‘til the end

i am just the “v”
who puts more out
      & gets less back

i’m just the “v”
      smiling
but wanting more friends

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