Sharing
By chrispypin
Mon, 13 Sep 2004
- 638 reads
Flatmate
Funny
how you infect my place,
my peace
grunts and sighs,
whistling,
so unconvincing
creaking floors,
the clatter of a plate on the draining board,
the tinkle of your silver spoon
against china.
No reason to dislike you
as much as I do,
right at the very
"will you please just stop being here!"
minute.
Pulling my toys within my reach,
I do not want to share.
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