Lulu_D

addressed to everyone i call my friend

Words scatter 

             don’t scare them away

we tread with trepidation -- slowly, they gather

again

You play electric guitar

I play acoustic

Neither of us are very good.

I know a few chords,

I played the chorus of 505 for you

You told me to "get Weezered"

It didn’t occur to me, not on the first day, or the second

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If you asked me to describe the job