I was leaving my room, and I tripped over something. I bent down to look at it.
It was a piece of you.
Not a foot, or an ear. A piece of you.
You must have left it her the last time you came over.
I picked it up and placed it on a shelf, intending to return it to you later.
But when I came home, it caught the light in such an interesting way.
That was three weeks ago.
The other day I noticed it was drooping. It wasn’t doing well.
I decided to water it. I got a watering can out of the shed.
It was dusty with lack of use, so I washed it. Then I watered the piece of you.
That was a mistake.
Now I have a puddle of blue goop on my shelf
and its stained three DVD cases as well as being impossible to get off the shelf.
I guess I’m stuck with it, this piece of you
on my shelf forever.
Well its only an ikea shelf. I can probably cover it with paper and sell it at a yard sale.
Then someone else can deal with that piece of you.