To name a friend

I’ll hide your name in between rhymes ’cause I don’t like to face particulars in my poetry time.
I’ll hide your name in the sky in a memory of so many planes flying by 

It is too difficult

Forcing a cadence into the swarming hurt.

I could probably find a pleasant metaphor to buttress a different word.
A word like death, poverty, cancer, crime.

But to name 
A friend
When brokenness knows no mend.
Cannot happen.

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