Reasons reasons reasons
piled up on the floor in front of me
What to do with them?
I could organize them
alphabetically
Create a castle for the princess
wait for the rescue
Stack them in the corner
to be dealt with another time
Give them out to hands open or closed
they're yours now
Quick! Slide them under the rug
before the neighbors see
Exhausted by possibilities
I slide cross-legged before them
One by one I examine the silly things
And each one makes something of me
A laugh, preposterous
A gasp, unbelievable
A tear, depressing
Until I've seen them all
That is that
When they're all gone
they're powerless