2016/desk

Different things happen
in town.
For weeks I’ve stared at
the neighbor’s desk
left waiting for someone
to claim it from the tree lawn,
which says people around her
don’t use desks.
All I’ve ever left outside the back
gate disappeared before I was inside
the fence –
dilapidated shelves from the sheds,
errant pieces of lumber,
tire rims and flower pots,
surplus I no longer remember
so I am surprised when
the desk lingers
but I have desks a plenty
and leave it there
wondering who to call
to carry it away and
restore my view from
the dining room window.

3/11/16