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My Jewelry Was Screaming At Me
I have a fondness for gemstones that meets crazy at the border. Today I sorted out the top drawer of my desk, and realized this is where A million of the missing pieces are hanging out. Laughing at me probably as I type above their heads Having no knowledge of them whatsoever. How jewelry gets stuffed into drawers I do not know. Are there shoving elves that come at night? Because these little rascals have commandeered At least two, maybe three kitchen drawers also. I clean them out every year or so, and yet, Everything seems to make its way back. I found six hundred and eighty-two dollars in change One summer week when I was cleaning out My husband’s drawers. No pun intended, and no, I am not a hooker. But thank you for showing me that your mind Also wanders into the gutter keeping mine company. What is that? The jewelry is screaming for me to wear it. All of you? I ask. It nods savagely. If I had thirty-six fingers, I would. My toes are large though, and I do not want To even glimpse at toenails I can use as spades now. I have to go. There is a little riot here, and I am the sane one.
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