Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

We Have Matches Here

We are in the furniture store.
Oops. Pardon me, ma’am.
We are in the DEEEEE SIGN….ERRRR Store.
I see a bed I like.
I say “I feel like throwing a match in my house and starting over.”
Elise is snickering on cue.
The designer of the month is walking behind us.
I know because I recognize her from her giant photos in the store.
She says “We have matches here.”
I like her but not this prissy store.

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L Milton Hankins June 3, 2022 at 10:08 AM Oh well, but just think of all the things you have fallen in love with that would be gone if you burned it all. It's the older things in my house that I love, like my broken rocker, my favorite chair which no one dares to sit in because it might collapse. But I do and drink my coffee every morning. I try not to rock, however. Caren Krutsinger June 3, 2022 at 11:14 PM I bet you don't dare rock!

Gershon Wolf June 2, 2022 at 11:34 PM C'mon, Caren! Go for it! Throw two matches and start over twice. ~ Twin Designers Caren Krutsinger June 3, 2022 at 11:15 PM Hahaha - wait! Do you have any idea how many of my paintings are in that house?