POEM A DAY 2012
seven poems, seven days, seventh month
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
roomie
i think she's stealing from me
first it was beer
now it's eggs
each time i go to the fridge
i have less food than the last time
but i ate nothing
i drank nothing
where did it all go?
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