I went in to get a refund for your friendship but they said I’d already passed the 30 day policy. Then they refused when I asked if I could exchange you for credit.
You were in the bargain bin, a final sale, the one that sat for years and didn’t budge on the shelf. Collecting dust.
How did I end up with you?
I’d donate you, but I’d feel bad knowing about your personality dysfunction.
What to do?
what to do…
Some call it red 
Why the italics for Collecting dust? Glad to read your writing again! About time. Hope the move went smoothly.
thank you Paul 🙂 “collecting dust” was more of an afterthought, and I wanted to leave it as such.
Nice work. thanks for following my blog I am following you as well
love this!
Careful… one bad apple ruins the basket full. DONATE! 😀
purging
clutter
~
the time it takes
makes me question
if it is
easier
being a
hoarder
Recycle.
How about the attic?
Recycling Bin?
LOL
Nice!
What inspired you to this piece?
A recent and regrettable acquaintance from work which has caused me nothing but irritation. I feel better now that I’ve released some frustration through poetry!
Clearly someone not working in your best interests! Thanks for the quick reply. Loved the raw emotion laced with an intelligent message.
Use the shredder!
Oh my God I f&@$ing love this! You’re fabulous! I’m a new follower for sure for sure!
Awesome!! Thanks so much for the compliment and for the share 🙂
Reblogged this on Wait til You Get a Load of This! and commented:
Fantastically and wonderfully funny short poem, so witty and whiny all at the same time…LOVIN’ IT!
Ok you don’t want to donate and inflict some other poor soul,,,So I say compost!
By the way love this and am now following!
diggin this! Love the idea of buyer’s remorse in terms of relationships. well done.
This really rang true for me as well – very good post and lovely haiku you`re writing. Thanks for stopping by my blog recently : )