the logic of buttons

remembering that things
have been forgotten,
not knowing what
or where?

the eyelet uncoupled
cannot find
the linchpin
defining
what has slipped
through the seams.

rifling through
the old dented tin
of collected
lost and founds,

the fingers grasp
for anything
that feels like a misfit

needing
home.

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Tremendous work. You make this little scene come to life. The metaphor and symbolism are powerful.