Flying a Kite in Fair Weather

What comes there, old friend?

Saw you there and we sat at the same table.
Are you crazier than I remember, making a comment about fish and then laughing?
Making us realize how much fish have evolved from high school?

Buddy, welcome back.
Looks like things are going to be different now,
A new year, a new town, a new circle of friends
Illegitimate friends not part of our natural world.
Newly formed in nether-vats, we wish they would leave, but they have already
Entered.

Just heard from somebody else about how you hate this city
Under a foot of surface permafrost
Still the biggest small town in the world.
Think about the times we spent together
In fifth grade, shooting frogs with small bullets--
Necks that bled into the green algae in the Rosenort ditch.

and I am left thinking on all of these things, and how I was less a friend than I could of been, but more than I needed to, and I am left wondering where we will all be when the new generation arrives oh wait--they have already entered.