Where's that thing?
you ask me
looking in the cabinet above the stove.
The new one or old one, I reply,
fairly sure you know what I mean.
Old one.
It's under the sink.
It's not there.
Just look.
I'm looking.
Look under that stuff.
It's not here.
The other stuff.
Nope.
Wait. You mean the green one?
No. Blue. I think it's blue.
Oh. That's in the drawer.
I checked the drawer.
Did you look behind the plastic thing?
We're talking about the same thing right, the one
with the weird top?
Of course.
Wait. Here it is.
John Kenney, Love Poems (for People with Children) (G. P. Putnam's Sons, 2019)
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