july 29th

a poem about moving



as everything i own is crammed
into a rented transit van
and a couple of cars and a few people's hands
struggling silently to summon the trust
that people will protect my possessions they bus
with requisite care from a crash or a crush
worrying if i wrote fraggle not fragile
when packing in haste or illegible tag while
differentiating "to box" or "to bag" - i'll
cut to the chase i have blown to much capital
on consumer durables to risk a mishap at all