my neighbor knocks on the door.
he wants to borrow
a cup of extra virgin olive oil.
i don't even know his name,
or his wife's name.
who are these people?
i hear the dog barking,
the baby crying, but i never
get a hi from them.
now they want olive oil.
i shrug and say why not.
i'm really trying to be a good
neighbor lately.
wait here i tell him then go
get a cup of olive oil.
that was a month ago.
i want my cup back.
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