She Blames Me


Rainwater drips through a crack in the ceiling.

She blames me.

Rent’s past due.

She blames me.

The sun comes up too soon.

She blames me.

She wants an endless summer, not an early fall.

She blames me.

We can’t be friends, only lovers.

She blames me.

We’re having a baby.

She blames me.

She loves me.

She blames me.

(Dusting off Dreams #39 Poem out of 166k)

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