Day 24- 10.10.20
It started with one
It happened one afternoon last autumn
just as the figs were beginning to turn purple.
I came home from the office to find
the sleek, ivory blind
lying dead atop a pile of clean clothes.
It was the first to fall. Today, six careless blinds
make it a daily habit to loosen and drop down. They often do it while I’m away,
though on occasion one just
can’t help itself and it falls dramatically
while I’m there on the bed
as if to say “boo.”
Maybe next year all 22 blinds will be fallen
and I’ll be forced to just make peace
with living in the open.