Dora’s orbit
collected space junk—
other people’s
lost buttons,
misplaced glasses,
forgotten credit cards,
discarded thoughts,
failed beliefs,
and severed roots.
She organized them
with the whirlwinds
that distribute fallen leaves
and treated them
with a cool rain
so moss and mushrooms
grow on surfaces
and send tendrils
exploring
for true pieces
of the previous owner.
Dora spent
no time
seeking to return
these objects
connected to her
through gravity
and aligned by motion.
copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney
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