Front of the drawer.
Scissors dulled and sticky.
Never where you thought you left them.
Black marker worn out and frayed from abuse.
Lids partially off. Neglected.
Hastily labeled camp clothes.
Back of the drawer.
BBQ lighter requires coordination.
Several attempts before it shines.
Extension cord, tangled and knotted.
Always in the way.
Waiting for Christmas.
Light bulbs that might be good.
Then again maybe not.
Jostled and knocked about.
Under the rubble.
Band aids, never where you think they are.
Sucking fingers, harsh words, drops of blood.
Spare keys far too important to throw out.
No idea of what they are for.
Important clutter.
Post it notes with passwords and phone numbers.
In my husbands hand.
Might be important.
Probably not.
Best not throw them out.
Just in case.
Rubber pot gripper.
Dollarama booty.
Too good to resist.
Too impractical to be used.
Broken scotch tape dispenser.
Hidden beneath the debris.
End invisible.
I pick and pick to make it functional.
Brown shoes laces just in case.
No shoes match them.
No need to keep them.
No need to throw them out.
Can opener.
Refuses to clip on.
Frustrates, infuriates.
Forgotten until the next time it disappoints.
Another can opener.
Even worse than the first.
Everyone knows not to even try.
Totem Pole bottle opener.
Used long weekends and
summer breaks.
Makes me smile.
Dutch shoe bottle opener.
“Having a great time.
Wish you were here.”
The trip must have been great.
Eiffel Tower bottle opener.
Small, cheap and easy to bring back.
Never gets used, but I see it often.
Reminds me of the river cruise.
Neon coloured straws from summer slushy’s.
Duff Goldman uses them for cake tiers.
I’ll make one,
Someday…
Pennies and nickels.
We don’t throw away money.
Too small and heavy to spend.
We add to it weekly.
Clean it up bi-yearly.
Don’t think we need any of it.
Until we do.
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