Best Friending

My best friend comes and goes

ebbs and flows

changes on the tide of time

fickle as the sea

changing shores with me.

My best friend digs deep in

under my skin

in my hotly wired brain

fingering me deep

for the truth I keep.

My best friend puts on a face

case by case

a pseudonym, a him or her

a part I cast

present and past.

Truth is its a title won

a current loved one.

Sometimes its no one.

When I come undone

only to realize I'm someone

My own best friend in me.