Poem “Friendlessness’s Cure” by Sunny

I have no friends

I have no funny friends

I have no fancy friends

I have no fabulous friends

I have no fantastic friends

I have no faithful friends

I don’t even have fat friends

I don’t even have false friends

Frankly, I don’t even have ANY FUCKING FRIENDS!!!

Except…

Except for numbers.

I crunch numbers.

I crunch nasty numbers.

I crunch naughty nasty numbers.

I crunch nonsense naughty nasty numbers.

I crunch numerous nonsense naughty nasty numbers.

I crunch numbers. They were my neighbors, the numbers.

The number of love

I have for numbers