On Hauling Two Big Bags of Kitchen Stuff Home from Bed, Bath & Beyond
Strange to care
so much
about these
thick intricacies –
mercantile details –
undergo
this heavy
lugging – foggily
appraising quality
and wondering
if spending
what you spent
was wise
and why it isn’t
possible to get
away from
rules like gravity
and social
expectations –
if, that is, there
weren’t some
alternative
to this material
existence and its
patent city-wide
resistance to
the idea simply
breathing is enough.
Strange
to care so much
about your stuff.
But you suppose
it’s like a potter
caring about clay.
There isn’t any
other way..
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