Sonnet about Friendship

Sonnet about Friendship

But Francis Bacon says there’s almost no

Such thing as friendship in the world, and least

Of all between equals.  Call him “bro”—

He’ll turn into that foe we call the beast,

Dite Derrida.  The Christ called Judas, “Friend,”

Received betrayal in a sexless kiss

Because the man thought God would condescend

To save Himself from cruciform abyss

If he could force the proclamation of

The Kingdom—lifting Iscariot up

Onto a throne.  No doubt he thought that love

Propelled him.  They shared a suicide’s cup.

  Disciple and Lord reached equality,

    Dangling zigzag damaged from friendship’s tree.