Feb 8, 2009

something someone needed by Yasemin Sumner

I once knew this man.
He had a million pockets.
Everytime we went somewhere, he would produce something someone needed.
It never mattered what.
He just always seemed to have it.

A piece of string.
A song lyric.
A candy cane.
A leaf in the shape of a rhinoceros.

I was so jealous when he produced that last one.
It was something I had always craved.
But could never find the words to say.

You only had to ask.
He said a little sadly when he saw my watery eyes.

But I didn’t know it was what I wanted,
I hitched back.

Until I saw you give it away.

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