

It wasn't one big thing
That's the part
I keep forgetting
A cup left by the sink A coat behind the door Your
name still in my phone Though I don't call anymore A ticket
in a drawer From somewhere we once went Half a sentence in
my head I never got to send
Nothing heavy
Nothing loud
Just little things Piling up
It's the weight of small things That bends the back A thousand
quiet ounces You never think to count It's the weight of small
things That pulls you down Not one great disaster Just everything You
didn't put down
The hallway light left on
At three-fifteen again
A chair I never moved
Because you used to sit there then
The keys beside the bowl A shirt behind the bed All these
ordinary objects With nowhere else to live but in my head
Nothing broken
Nothing gone
Still somehow
Something's wrong It's the weight of small things That bends the back
A thousand quiet ounces You never think to count It's the weight
of small things That pulls you down Not one great disaster Just
everything You didn't put down
So I started with the cup Then the ticket
Then the shirt
Then your number
ONE BY ONE I put them down
ONE BY ONE Nothing made a sound
ONE BY ONE The room got light ONE BY ONE I slept
that night
It was the weight of small things
I carried around
A thousand quiet ounces I never
thought to count
It was the weight of small things
Until it wasn't Until the floor Could hold them Instead of me
The hallway light is off.
I noticed.