nine days left

lost in
the garage
parking lot.
it looks familiar
this level,
those spots,
but there is
no sign of
your car, was
it blue or
green the painted
number
on the wall.
were you
up or down,
near the ramp
that leads in,
or out,
was the sun
on this side,
or that, it's
been so long
now, carrying
these bags,
clicking and
clicking at
your key with
only nine days
left to shop.