She didn't come Monday. She said it was too hard to travel,
what with the demonstrations near her home.
She wasn't expected Tuesday.
When I got home, nothing was where I expected to find it
But I didn't know what to look for, anyway.
I found a button, some old pictures, and a T-shirt that I didn't realize doesn't belong to me until after I put it on.
I don't owe anyone money, I'm pretty good about that,
but I sure owe a lot of time.
Time I spent wasting other people's.
I owe myself a poem.
A poem that actually wants to be written.
and that's more than enough said.