I am the clutter

the clutter that sits in my house

the mail that piles up in the kitchen

along with the rotting bananas hanging on the hook

often overlooked, forgotten, and misplaced.

I am the dice

not needed there is a game

carelessly passed and throw around

to help or hold back the players of the game

just thrown around for different results.

I am the book

open on the counter

skimmed over by curious eyes

but rarely ever read.