A Tiny Wrench For A Poem

A young couple approached me

They said they’d trade me a tiny wrench for a poem

But only

If my poem was worth it

I said

My poetry is worth much much less than that

But for you two

I’d trade anything

As long

As you two souls

Stay afloat

In this abyss

We call a life

I wrote something

About them being Romeo and Juliet

Poison

And the abyss

I still have the wrench

And for some reason

I am proud to have earned it

It even came with a tiny case.

They seemed so young and happy

And

I miss those days.

-C.H.