Not ‘selfish’, she says. more ‘difficult to get on with’.
Ahhh, I say, that’s code for ‘tricky’.
I know I am. My best mate is too.
Human beans are ‘tricky’ all around.
They don’t grow straight. They grow with all sorts
of genetic quirks; there’s always something askew,
that rubs people up the wrong way, that chafes.
How people live together, I don’t know.
Sometimes I have trouble just living with me.
I’m not a one trick pony, but I am tricky.
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