i can keep a job,
pay attention to you once, twice a week,
do the groceries
& keep the heater going,
the silence hovering over what you say,
what’s in play
i can close my eyes & count to ten,
giving you the chance to run away,
to seize the day without a scene,
without needing to be nice, to be mean
i can recycle & make a yard sale
out of useless knowledge, private moments,
air the place out
& make room for your bag of tricks,
your collection of shoes,
assortment of moods
i can make you less insecure,
less dependent on love, on foreign hope,
become more willing
to do more with less on your tour,
on your shopping experience
i can help you compare & contrast,
weigh the pros & cons of your heart,
of my laundry list,
make an educated guess
about which goods haven’t expired
i can read me from the comfort of my chair
the miranda rights,
help you study for the future,
share with you what i’ve found out
about attitude & solitude,
about honesty & privacy
c. a. campos, 2012
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