hearty friendships
send laughter
drifting over the lake

i had people
to cackle
in the dark together

i'm that person
no longer
i grasp for lonesome smiles

but if i weren't
a ghost now
it wouldn't
blow through me

a suffusion
of peals
in between
my membranes

all my empty
vague places
bump into
fresh atoms

now i'm made of
warm beer breath
heard over
the waves

#poem