fork and spoon

the borrowed cup
of sugar
is not coming back,
you know that,
nor the olive oil
in a tumbler,
the stick of butter,
or broom,
not the bottle of
wine,
or liter of rum,
not the roasting pan
or mixer that she
needed
to make a cake,
nor the ladder
to change a bulb,
the yard full of leaves
that needed
a bag,
your rake,
none of it
will be returned any
time soon.
she is a borrower
not a returner.
you understand this clearly
as you slowly furnish
her house with both
fork and spoon.