Drawer of Possibilities
In the drawer of possibilities
you find stasis, the lure of the unknown.
To what should this hinged orb
be subservient? Or that wrinkled blade?
An egg, the bald potato. The sacrificial
carrot? To everything its purpose.
Like that light in the crook of the
altered frame, attracting the winged
beings. You, of course, serve nothing.
“Drawer of Possibilities” first appeared in The New Reader in March 2018.
O at the Edges 
I love this piece. It kind of reminds me of Sylvia Plath.
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Thank you! I believe this is the first time that my work has reminded anyone of Sylvia Plath. đŸ™‚
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Ah, but you DO serve … you get us all scratching our heads and pondering … a genuine contribution to continued sanity. Thanks! (Please don’t put yourself in a drawer …)
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I managed to keep myself out of drawers, but it seems I do find it difficult to close them, as has been pointed out to me a time or twenty. LOL.
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