The Toenail Clippers Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

The Toenail Clippers



I usually look forever for them
and as usual can't find them
when they are needed but my
mind's eye knows they're somewhere.

For that reason I have several pairs.
I buy another asap but after a while
it's the same story. I can't find them.
So now I decide to have one pair

in every place where I spend most
of my time. Like in front of my PC.
Then of course in the car. The good
place is on top of the console

unless I lose the keys to my car.
When I find them at long last
I usually sit on the landing of our
main entry hall.

It has four steps. That's important
because on account of the size
of my belly I have four levels to
bend to reach any one of my toes.

Thursday, October 4, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: archiving
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