We

A poem about us

We play cribbage
In the kitchen
You win the first round
I win the second

We don’t play to win
We play for fun
For talking shit
For watching the other win

We stay downstairs
Where it’s safe
From getting into trouble
From staying up too late

We say things like
“We really shouldn’t do this”
We know we could get hurt
We do it anyway

We’ve hurt in the past
We’ve hurt in the present
We’ve hurt one another
We do it anyway

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