10-10-2019, 08:03 AM
Small Talk
"Don't talk to me
about cardboard boxes, Sarah,
I've had one partially blocking
my front door for six weeks.
I think I told you
how I'd spotted it at work,
empty and spent,
ready to be broken down
and discarded,
how it looked sturdy enough
for it's size
and how I'd decided
it was coming home with me.
I had a thousand things
that needed
to be tossed
or sorted
or stored more properly
and I had intentions.
And I have intentions-
fuck,
I have intentions
but every garbage day
it stares at me. Gaping. Flaps open.
Challenging me.
I will not be challenged
by a cardboard box, Sarah,
I won't.
I"ll slit its tape
and slip it between pizza boxes
next Thursday.
Don't ask me about it again."
"Don't talk to me
about cardboard boxes, Sarah,
I've had one partially blocking
my front door for six weeks.
I think I told you
how I'd spotted it at work,
empty and spent,
ready to be broken down
and discarded,
how it looked sturdy enough
for it's size
and how I'd decided
it was coming home with me.
I had a thousand things
that needed
to be tossed
or sorted
or stored more properly
and I had intentions.
And I have intentions-
fuck,
I have intentions
but every garbage day
it stares at me. Gaping. Flaps open.
Challenging me.
I will not be challenged
by a cardboard box, Sarah,
I won't.
I"ll slit its tape
and slip it between pizza boxes
next Thursday.
Don't ask me about it again."