Poetry Slam Tuesdays: "Friend Sorrow"

Oh, Internet, how I have missed you! Today's poetry slam is coming to you about six hours later than originally planned, as I have spent my entire day trying to connect to the Internet.

I have now spoken to numerous Comcast representatives, one person from Apple (who told me he was sorry I had to deal with all this when I was sick—how precious!), and finally, a young man named Praveen at Linksys support who reset my router, and made all my dreams come true. Because we were on the phone for an hour, poor Praveen had to listen to me wheezing, coughing, and altogether sounding pretty horrific. (I have bronchitis, as it turns out.) With complete sincerity, Praveen urged me to drink lemon tea for my cough. I love him.

Today's poem comes to us courtesy of my future sister-in-law Jasmine, who probably thought I completely overlooked it, considering she emailed it to me about three months ago. I was just waiting for the most appropriate time to use it, though. Today is that day.

(Plus, Jasmine has apparently created three separate identities in an effort to follow and comment on my blog, so that warrants some hat tip love, don't you think? I still don't understand why these three identities are necessary, Jazzy, but hey, it gives me more followers, so why not?)

Read the lovely poem after the jump.