For J. Harvey
I can't remember when I thought you were a good friend.
Now we no longer need to pretend.
Booze is not something you choose.
When it comes to weed, I don't always have to feed.
You dig vinyl; I love cd's.
And you never cared for MST3.
You unfriended me on facebook.
Why should that hurt?
Do you really want to push me in the dirt?
What is one facebook friend worth?
I guess you did me a favor.
We don't like the same flavor.
We no longer have things in common.
Beginning to wonder if we ever did.
You would have loved Captain Beefheart.
If you were open-minded.
But you just love what you love.
And I was always trying to love what you love.
But did you ever do the same for me?
Thought we were hand in glove.
But you only see what you see.
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