leave
the butter out all night.
i'm not
one of them.
i set it back in the fridge
to keep it
cold, and tight.
i can't live with someone
who doesn't
put it away.
this may result in
our first
and final fight.
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- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters, with humor and pathos, emotional complaints of the soul and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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