taking a trip to paris

i get a key ring

holder that i screw into the wall

so that i can

stop losing my keys.

two hooks, one for me and another

one for whoever.

it's grey and looks like stone

and has the word

Paris inked on it, in black.

fancy shmancy.

the clerk when i bought it said

ah,

taking a trip to paris, are we?

which almost made me throw

it across the store into a pile

of antique wicker chairs, but

i didn't. i needed a key holder,

so i bought it.

five bucks. what the hell.