Tumbled

The days mesh together- my fury grows….

knit unibrow.

My days booked up by the needs of another.

Probation Officer, Counseling, Psychiatrist, McDonalds.

Tumbled Stones- 5.99 a pound-

Walmart. next to the fake flowers.

A bag is broken-

I reach in and choose one- dark luscious brown as liver.

My pulse throbs against its density and cool.

Older than 1000 Walmarts.

I plan, already, its prominent placement among private places

of mine:

moonstones and secret ponds.

and remember I took the time to make it mine.

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