lost and found

lost and found

 

I know it’s here somewhere –

my self-respect.

I left it here,

in between the six pack,

the extra large box of condoms,

and the carton of jamochaalmondfudge ice cream.

 

So, if you happen upon it,

toss it my way,

would ‘ya?

 

Thanks.

R. L. Elke

© Aug 5/17 prompt 17

3 thoughts on “lost and found

  1. Been there, done that!

    You’ve created a very clear character and situation with a few deft strokes.

    toss it my way,

    would ‘ya?

    She’s literally depending on people to find and bestow self-respect for her. How gloriously authentically bass ackwards f’d up.

    Perceptive poem.

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