Tuesday, 20 March 2012

"I Am Not This Flat"

I need my friends.

Why can’t they see?

I need my friends

to hear me –

stay near me –

not to so-called "tidy up" the flat.

Don’t any of them

understand that?

I need to love,

and to be loved.

Who cares about this flat?

I am me, a human being.

I am not this flat.

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