you’re wrong

my friend

this is how

this is why

our words

offend

upend

my hopes

for you

and yours

for me.

Is it ever

wrong

to be right

or right

to be wrong?

Imagine

just fathom

what friends

we might be

then.

The Post Bulletin publishes poetry by local and area writers every Tuesday. Send poems to Meredith Williams at life@postbulletin.com.