Teach me to poach an egg.
I'll teach you to poach a heart.
We'll teach each other many things
we've failed to learn so far.
I haven't gotten cleaner
from scrubbing with your soap
but it's one less sad reminder
as I struggle here to cope.
I had to buy new sheets
to replace the ones you took.
I wish you'd taken more things.
I'd rather sleep than look.
You wrote me one that rhymes.
I need the ones that don't.
It's another reason why
you're right. We shouldn't; won't.
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