You open that junk drawer at home.
Everyone has one, you know, loose
unattached screws get tossed in there,
rubber bands, unwound lengths of string,
mismatched odds and ends, slivers of
this and that which became unattached
from who knows what. You have a
leaking kitchen faucet and you need
a washer, one lousy rubber disc with
a hole in the middle, a small nothing at
all most days, but today the cure-all for
a constant drip which if left unattended
much longer will eventually become an
inundating flood of water. One lousy
rubber washer which today of all days
could make your world dripless and dry
again. Your fingers fumble furiously
through the useless discarded rabble.
There has to be one of those little round
bastards in here somewhere. You know
there is.
Chris Hanch 7-25-17
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