Orange

I am the

Old

Fuzzy

Orange that you left on your windowsill

Three weeks ago

Planning to eat me for lunch

But then you got dinner with a friend at that new cafe

And it

Rained

Through the screen of your cracked window

The one with the

Chipped blue

Cup beside it

Now

I am

A warm green tinted with red

Like the tile on your kitchen floor

But

You’re thinking about changing them to blue

And there’s that splotch of brown

The spill from

Tuesday’s

Yellow coffee cup

The one you forgot to wash and left above the microwave

The one you use

To catch rain

That

Sometimes

Falls

From that pipe in your sink

But you don’t quite have the energy to fix it

You

Just

Don’t

Quite have the energy to throw me out