Expecting: Poetry, week 26
Staring at items
on the table.
Which shall I move?
What’s the plan of attack?One… two… ten… eighteen…
staring back at me.There are too many!
Where do they live?
Finally, after too many minutes of consideration,
I declare to a single item:“YOU: tape dispenser!
I am moving you to the office! Now.”One item at a time.
Back and forth.
My multitasking brain now
mush.Help. me. please.
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