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the convenient folding table that i unfolded

and put stuff on just for a moment so I could tidy up

became loaded with more and more stuff

as the moment stretched from minutes to months

..

it is like an archeological dig

of the one-person Sculptor Wannabe culture

prevalent in the mid 2020s

..

i am a clumsy, unorganized archeologist

i just don’t dig it

but the love of my life is coming to town

so dig i must

to clear the table

to fold the table

to vow

never to dig myself such an above-ground hole

ever, ever, EVER again

Today’s National Poetry Writing Month 2020 prompt was to write a poem related to objects found during a walk.

the meanderthal

a real-time archeologist
plays ambulatory tic-tac-toe
through the weakly-violated Cartesian grid of greater Phoenix Arizona
and collects
a Lug-Nut, a single Bristle from a Street-Sweeper,
a Tiparillo-Holder with Octagonal Cross-Section,
a Plastic Bottle-Cap with Grip-Ribbing, and–
O MY GOD!–a 1933 MERCURY DIME.

2020 9419 the meanderthal

elation is displaced by S O R R O W
when the archeologist intuits
that the dime was left
deliberately by a
woman facing Death
who had no further use for it.