Thursday, May 18, 2006

Why? A Poem Written From the Perspective of Gary, the Roommate of Dave

How many days have you gone without a drink, Dave?
I asked you that the other day.
Why did you hit me? I'll never know, now.
You left and never came back.
I miss you Dave.
I'm having a hard time picking up your half of the rent, too.

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