The Basket
We all carry a basket
full of certain critical things
and holes develop, and we watch
or sometimes cannot see things
drop out and roll on the ground.
Strangers pick them up, hold them
out, say "You dropped this!"
but sometimes we point and shout
"You stole that from me!"
and they drop the thing and run.
We rarely find those because
we're consumed with tracking
the person we've accused or
we stay busy cultivating our
collection of active accusations.
