Do you ever lose things?
I've seen you hunt for a tennis ball,
but you do not obsess.
You give up and go to your pillow.
Not I.
I've spent a total of 14 years,
three months,
three days,
and three hours so far
searching for lost stuff.
How could I be so dumb as to have misplaced that
check, wallet, watch, keys, phone slip, notebook,
tape, ring, knife, toy, blanket, glove, sock, medicine bottle,
paper, book, hat...
My idea of heaven is a pile of my lost stuff
--a lot of good it will do me there.
Better to think I'll ultimately find all the answers
to my most perplexing questions
--like how much do dogs know?
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