In the morning at my house
my friend explained how
he’d unplugged my appliances
before going to bed.

And why did you do this
I asked. He told me it was
wasteful and bothered him.

I guess it trumps friendship
I said. He shrugged and added
but then we’ll all be dead.

We’ll all be friendless first
and that’s kind of dead, I said.
He shook his head and began
plugging everything back in.


Poet’s Notes:

Based on a true story! (Happened to a friend of mine.)

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