How many are hunting & striving to find their place –
racoons in scrimmage beneath parkway’s overpass
as well as possibly half of the human race…
and would you believe my sweater is in this class ?
Sustains itself on doorknobs and lamps in its search –
travel buff with more than a case of jet lag;
kitchen chair served well for awhile as perch
then, somehow, it wound up on top of the laundry bag !
But if I washed it, I fear it might even crumble;
it’s threadbare now – and, ahem, strategically so!
I know it can’t take a soak much less any tumble;
should have morphed into a dustcloth ages ago –
but I so admire how much it is like myself,
resisting each cupboard and drawer, closet and shelf.