The Drawer
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The Drawer
In the drawer in the kitchen,
there is a bit of this,
some of that,
and everything else!
Well, nearly so.
There is tape, and string,
and a funny thing...
there is no name at all to describe.
It came with the pizza and never left in the trash.
There is a screw, a nut... no bolts for now,
several nails,
a nail file,
and pieces of a broken fingernail too.
"Why not throw it out?" I shout.
No one listens.
I made rolls this morning.
They came in a can.
There was frosting included too.
Another... small plastic "perfect" dish
I will include with the fish sauce packets
from last week...
and together they will join
the membership of the drawer...
to be included in the chaos
that is our lives.
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2023
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