I’ve lost
My fluffy, fuzzy
Favorite red sweater
In third grade.
One summer, many years ago
I’ve lost my silver watch,
At my cousin’s community pool
In La Mesa.
It had a light pink face
And I got it in Oregon.
I’ve lost
My pinecone necklace,
My brand new ipod nano,
My cell phone,
Twice.
I’ve lost many
Colorful retainers,
My fruit-covered reusable lunch bag,
My favorite blue/aqua/tirquios
Disc-shaped earrings.
I’ve lost my second favorite
Earrings, from
Venice Beach, CA.
In the colors
Of baby blue, pea green, and salmon pink.
I’ve lost my favorite jacket,
Black and raggedy
Gold broken snap buttons
On a city bus
#2
A few years
Ago.
I’ve lost my mind,
Sometimes.
A lot
In junior year.
I’ve lost gift cards, $5 dollars in cash,
And a bracelet
That I made from recycled
magazines and newspapers.
I’ve never lost
Any books before.
Compiled
And lonely
They all
Must be.
Waiting for me.
In a world
Of lost things.
A parallel universe.
Slipped through
Time and space.
My lost possessions
Sit and wait
For my arrival.

I love this! It brings a childlike perspective to the idea of accepted materialism and the importance we put in objects as capsules of memory.
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