2008/easier

It’s easier to
buy dishes,
than get love
or respect,
fair play or
kindness.
I have service
for sixteen in my
every day.
For six in
the Hookers fruit
pattern bone
china.
And though my
house recently
burned, there are
four place settings
in green depression
glass, and four in
the plain glass
with a beaded edge.
Another set of
cut glass,
with cups and saucers
and serving bowl.
And still another
set of thrift store
glass, I probably
won’t keep,
cause they make
me sad.
Which is not to
mention the tea
plates without cups
thirteen at ten cents each,
a yard sale find.
Shaped like flowers
holding hands.
I’m not holding
hands, I’m just
holding plates.
Cause it’s easier
to find dishes
than love.

6/14/08