Who Cares
Because you didn’t come I drank alone and killed several black ants thinking about you and my own nightly nemesis TV no solace nor the standup comedy sensex fell further who cares for me or the spark you thought I had but who cares
Because you didn’t come I drank alone and killed several black ants thinking about you and my own nightly nemesis TV no solace nor the standup comedy sensex fell further who cares for me or the spark you thought I had but who cares
A man waits for someone who never shows up, and the poem follows the empty evening that results. The speaker drinks by himself, kills a few black ants for no clear reason, and keeps thinking about the absent person. Nothing helps.
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