Belongings
If I were a Victorian naturalist
I would have pinned bugs
in their boxed cabinets
and tabulated them all,
because where I place favored items
they must belong there in perpetuity.
I once dreamt that The Goddess of Mercy
had found a place for me
in the temple of Her glowing heart.
However, I fidgeted much,
shuffling from the right side to the left
trying out the snug-ability
of this place and that.
Compassionately,
Guanyin pinned me down at last
among all those that belonged to Her
in perpetuity.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2024
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