SEPTEMBER 1ST
Sep 1, 2021
This poem is dedicated to people like you.
Really, to people like you.
See, without
People like you,
I would have nothing to write about.
Thank you for screwing me over.
Not YOU specifically.
The other ones!
Energy,
Zooms,
Unsigned
Leases
And time.
To all the roommates
I interviewed,
And to the
Landlords
I schmoozed,
Thank you.
And to the brokers out there
Who don’t care to know their buildings:
Is there laundry?
I don’t know. I can check.
Is this the first floor?
Maybe, perhaps.
How many bathrooms?
Hehe, I don’t pee.
And to people on
Craigslist like you,
Thank you.
