comes a point where
i need
glue,
a strong binding
potion
of some sort.
half the room is held
together
by such a thing.
another dish
has cracked, a vase
broken.
the handle of a cup
has fallen
off.
the sole
of my shoe has
come loose.
i go to the kitchen
drawer
where everything
important
lies in wait.
but the plastic tube
is hard
as a rock,
i need more.
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