Richard Schnap- A Poem

ROOMMATE

There’s a ghost that visits my apartment
Lounging around when I’m not there

Making himself cups of coffee
Watching pay-per-view movies on TV

Sometimes he reads a magazine
Cruises around on my computer

Or simply sits by the window
Watching the world passing by

I don’t mind his presence
For he never leaves a mess to clean up

Although he makes long distance phone calls
Or runs the air conditioner too much

And maybe someday I’ll meet him
Learning his face and name

But for now he remains anonymous
A stranger with nothing but time