When I came back from class my roommate’s cup
had wandered over to my side. The sink
was buried in his toiletries. Cleanup
is not in his vocab. The bathroom stink
was lingering and spreading through the room.
The trashcan overflowed onto the floor
covered with crumbs. He doesn’t own a broom.
The sweeping, scrubbing, straightening are my chores.
And what does he do? Leave used plates and stuff
all over everything. At least we don’t
have ants right now. I’ve almost had enough.
Could he be bribed? Should I give up? He won’t
be changing soon. Maybe I should move.
But he is good about one thing, putting up with me.