Frenzy (a poem)

There may be no
other problem in this world
I’d rather drown in
than too many
friends to see.

This day held
my favorite kind of
frenzy
And I am now
my favorite kind of
exhausted.

A flurry of hellos
and long embraces.
The rush of recognizing
an old familiar face,
unexpectedly present.
Shared memories,
new stories,
and common hope.
These are my bread and cup
today and I am full.

I wish I could always be
this overworked
with loving.
Maybe I can.

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