nothing is such a big word
it was a small case
not a valise
that’s a posh word
no!
it was a small brown case
shaped like a suitcase
with a handle that moved like a playground jerker
no it was not leather it was
ar tif ic ial
like every part of this bloody farce
the inventory
or should that be outventory
laugh - i nearly cried
the list as short as a full stop
"patient’s property"
impatient to be signed off
sent in a different direction
nothing personal
no!
what i mean is
there was nothing personal in there
just facecloth sort of things
i was carrying away nothing
he was now nothing
he was on a cold slab with his false teeth
soon to be cremated
returned to sender
i threw them in the bin
the nothings
dusting out the case i started to fill it
with memories
used my tears to shine it like real leather
i found that is was always half-full
stuffing it with everything everywhere
it was always half-full
::nothing::
is such a big word
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