Waiting for someone….. I took a seat in the Food Court at a mall….. I noticed under the table where I sat a button have found a new home

I imagined it had tired of the drownings and the heat …… so it had made a concerted effort to be released from captivity

started with engaging with any surface where it might latch….. forcing extra effort upon the stitching 🧵 that held it fast

resisting the best it could when directed to a hole turning…. twisting …. slipping out of the approaching grasp had taken its toll

it took some time…. but the plan was concocted and hatched…… now it was free launched by a hand ….. lost and not retrieved ….a vagabond at last

now an unsuspecting foot would send it on its way …… it had grown tired of  that captive life and the task of keeping things in place

button ……,no more

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Never presume what in fact ……. You do not know

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oboe the hobo