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The best company
I look around this room
starving for conversation
someone to share tales with.
The boy pinching dead his acne
in the reflection of a compact disk bottom?
The girl across the room
stumbling on the first
sentence of every paragraph read aloud?
Perhaps even the half-empty
garbage can, choking on crumpled up essays
marked with c's and d's?
Maybe if I didn't suffocate
this very chair with my laziness
it would have a cornucopia of riddles
and rhymes to teach me.
Maybe I would not listen.
Maybe you are the only person
I long to hear from.
