No
I'm no stranger
to misfortune
We've become
well-acquainted
in the last eight months.
It has become
my friend
my reliant
my secret
my lover, perhaps
Yes, well-acquainted
like two-year friends
it knows most of my secrets
and I theirs.
Yes, well-acquainted
like a happy couple
I've slept with devastation.
Melissa Joy Chesky
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-stranger-2/
