Dear Empty Coffeecup
I see you
At the end of my arm cradled in my hand tilted questioningly
A sliver of last sip smirking at me
You are in queue behind other hand raisers
Snow Filleddriveway
Overloaded Dishwasher
Ripe Litterbox
Bag of Work in the front foyer
And the Mind that Thought it wise to bring school shit home over the March Break ‘just in case’
Also needs emptying.
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