I hear you’re dragging my name
my once group of friends
to say that I am
have poor manners
in all things
I hear these
and haven’t forgotten
it was you pulled me
from the crowd
where I’d slowly
been working through
the hows, whys
of life, love, work
everything that matters
what you forget to remember
with that background of privilege
you flaunt
is that for a while
we were
in the same place
at the same time
& that it was me
who called time
On you.

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