Andrew John Poet Free verse

Button

Button, still you lie
on the floor,
drawing my attention
with your small presence.

But I remember when you,
though loose, were once
on a coat. That coat
was present on a chair.

That chair was once occupied
by that coat, a coat that
was worn by a person,
then present, now gone.

That absence has left just
a button that had fallen.
Now it is moving no more,
still lying, lying still.

(February 2022)

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