national-poetry-month Wendy

All Your Collected Objects

I gave away your tapes,
Your carefully curated catalogs,
And your lovingly thumbed flipbooks.
Last night, I broke the mug you sipped from
In your unsent video letter.
Your books are gone,
Your toys are gone,
And you, too, are gone.
I’m giving up the crazy hope
Of putting you back together again
from all your collected objects.

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