may 12th

a poem about a strange realtionship



its always good to hear from hay
she claims not to have much to say
yet somehow always finds a way
to make me have a better day
i laughed hard enough to blow my computer in
when she regaled with tales of cat neutering
or whether sandwich establishments suit urine
and i dont think i know anyone astuter - in
fact she been there for me if im down or upset
she knows when to admonish and when to abet
shes the kind of ally i can never forget
she's the best friend that i never met