How Things Were When 2006 Became 2007
there was the gray cat
curled into a perfect circle
nicks on her knuckles
from the fight with the fox in the backyard
and one on my baby toe
from tripping up the stairs
in your apartment lobby
a ball of silver tinfoil on the coffee table
from all the kisses
neatly sculpted
like a crystal ball
i could never understand the beauty in letting go
when it all came back around again
did it once in the car out in the parking lot
and then collapsed on the pullout bed in the apartment
from underneath the couch. found an extra-small black t-shirt (not mine)
tucked tightly into the cushions
my badly acted apathy
climbed under the covers anyways
with my white 4-inch high heels still on
too tired to say anything so i just tapped at
my crystal ball
back and fourth around my palm
and there we were, another year
going on together with suspicious minds
even though Elvis said it wasn’t right
[© 2010 Sophia Nelson]
