Phone Wallet Keys
a poem about lost things
Phone, wallet, keys, Phone, wallet, keys, I chant whenever I leave the house or restaurant or gathering of friends because I forget things constantly but I don't have to say mother, father, loss, mother, father, loss mother, father, loss, mother, father, loss, as a memory device because I always carry that trinity with me even when I'd rather not
You're the master of justaposition. The things you're supposed to remember (physical objects) and the things you can't forget (family, trauma). It says so much in so few words.
and yet, it is a great blessing, even when you'd rather not, that you always carry that trinity with you. Of all the trinities to carry, this, heavy though it may be, is ground under one's feet.