Thursday, October 08, 2015

Unrequited Love

why do some things hide
in the closet or in drawers
for years, unheralded, never
used, forgotten and unneeded?
they only appear when packing
and demand answers-- am I
of any use, if not what happens
to me, do you intend to consign
me to that garbage along with
yesterday's avocado skins, or
am I resurrected for someone else?
why did you buy me, did we ever
form a relationship? did you ever
look upon me with favor? 


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