NAPATSORN TREESAP

From outsiders twisted to sincere fellows
Our companion‘s matured in my midnight train
This poetry’s direct to you as thank you
So salute to four of you one by one

Bo, you’d been through a mad war with me since we’re eighteenth
We lived in the mist of death
But we saved each other from the depth of despair
Thank you to you, my precious companion in this cruel world

Mam, a schoolfellow, a colleague, and a specialist in an unbelievable thing
You saved me from the jokes—
That I didn’t know what it means
Thank you to you, my adorable companion in this cruel world

Min, a fellow who went to every restaurant with me
Friday night, we would drive to the city
Shabu, fondue, Indian food, and barbecue
Thank you to you, my delightful companion in this cruel world

FongBeer, a fellow who made me have a question mark on my face
A sleeping beauty who could sleep in every minute
You make me amazed when I see you sleep everywhere
Thank you to you, my rare companion in this cruel world

© 2021 Napatsorn Treesap