Lock Box Poem by L. K. Thayer

Hellooo? ?

I want more
than the echo
of my voice
ricocheting
between the eardrums
of manic fossils
and stone stares of
alligator handbags
and knock-offs
on sale

you lost me at wishy-washy
when you had your chance
you crumbled like
sponge cake
with nothing but my eggs
keeping the batter
together

going to mass
couldn't fix
what was broken
like a lock box
you opened
and saw nothing
was in it

don't break
my heart

hello?

don't hang
up

you can find me
I'll be waiting
in the
lost and found