Poem of the Day 10.29.08

bag of your things

i
am
on a new york
train
holding
a bag
of your
things
inside it
there is
a blue
flannel jacket
a red
flannel
shirt
your satin
jacket
four of your
hats
and a
pittsburgh
penguins
snowcap
an i.c. light
vanity plate
a foam carving
of the brewery
where
you worked
for thirty-five
years
a silver
plated watch
a yellow
t-shirt
commemorating
forbes field
and your death
notice
which i got
off the
internet
to prove that
you are gone
to the
good people
in hr.
yes
i am
on a new york
train
holding
a bag of your
things
things
that you won’t
need anymore
things
that i’ll have
to find
a space for
in the tight
dimness
of my
brooklyn
apartment
when i
unpack
this bag
tomorrow
things
that have
suddenly
become mine
on such short
notice.