Poem

You are a strange friend.

I never like to let
the water flow
unless it’s being used.
Wasteful, otherwise
to send it down the drain.

You are a terrible friend.

Hot or cold
On or off
Is there no middle ground
with you?

Or maybe it’s me.
Either way, it is us.

You are a drain.

I’m shutting the water off.

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