opinions are desires.
she pushes her cart,
a lumbering colossi,
under the birds
falling from the sky.
the case is pocked
from climbing stairs
the way a heart can ossify
from word counts,
placards reposted,
a pyramid scheme of passwords:
her first pet, her first love,
a marriage she took part in once
a man who's initials
combined with her birthday
unlocks the debt on her visa card
opinions are desires, she unlocks her case.
every ordinary day polished
every dullard serialized. And no one stays.
What happened to boredom? she thinks.
What happened to a man
who looked for you in the same old place
what happened to not knowing things,
and dollar bills for the maids.
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