All these years and then you said,
"Help me out -- aren't we friends?"
As if that could make amends
For years of odds and ends
Are we friends?
or dividends
From a surplus
Of paper and pens
Now you say
That we are friends
But what happened to
you?
YOU ARE READING
Benjamin Twine
PoetryPoetry about society and relationships. Poem titles are lyrics to Benjamin Twine by George Ezra #188 in poetry 1/3/16