An Ode to Tuesday Night
You will make my problems into
tiny marbles
So that you can flick them away
with your thumb,
And show me their insignificance.
"Look, here's a cat's eye," you
will say.
And then I will understand.
Understand that I have so much
more than I usually remember.
You will make my problems into
tiny marbles,
Then I will put them in their bag,
Their little leather sack,
And continue to carry them with
me everywhere I go.
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