there are things
in the drawer that seem to have always
been there.
that ring.
that note, a scribbled number
on
a napkin.
an earring, just one.
a thin chain with a cross.
spare
change
that neither grows or departs.
lipstick
bullets, chap stick.
a bible
next to a bottle of
oil.
so little says so much
about the turn
of things. the days that have
gone by.
the loves that have come and gone
in your life.
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Olive oil perhaps?
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