Gaudy knick-knacks on a shelf,
Collecting time on their backs.
I’ve now read Walter Mosley.
And Hans Fallada.
I’ve returned to studying French.
And Polish.
I can replace a hubcap on a Prius
And flush valve in a toilet.
All these tiny accomplishments crowd my life’s shelf, gathering dust in Anxiety’s shadow.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe, Dust Collector
