The Little Things

January 26, 2017
By Leela21 GOLD, Novato, California
Leela21 GOLD, Novato, California
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just
the other day
you called
to say
No
cracked pavement
chipped wall
sound
of shattering
glass or
dreams my very own
you
said that
it-never-would-have-worked
anyway

paint
being peeled
on the inside underneath
leaves
laying bare
their little tummies
raw
oozing under
scorching sun
That
is how it feels
i say
but you
do not hear
me

if
this was a movie
Hollywood irony
damsel-in-distress
and
a crap-load of pity
then
it would be raining
on set
and the director
would call
cut

just
the other day
you
called to say
No
and now
i am
starting
to notice
the little things

like
the maze of lines
in the bricks set
around the fireplace
or
how the water
droplets no longer
fall
from the tap when
i turn it off
but
quiver against gravity
instead
or
even the smallest
normally-unseen
sliver of silver
light that falls
away
from the gap
in the curtains

time passes
mountains fall
civilizations crumble
and
in that time
just think-
how many
thousands of snails
crossed
a sidewalk

for
now i know
in the end
it is
the little things
that matter
most



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