Perhaps the inanimate objects
in my house
do not have a fixed place in
time and space
Upon reading a textbook
in your social studies class
about pre-European
Aotearoa
you see a picture of my car-keys
lying next to the
kumara pit
Look closer
you can see my reading glasses
in the pocket of the man
in the Place de la Concorde
as he lets the guillotine
swish down
chop
Floating alongside
Buzz Aldrin
and his can of Tang
is my copy of
Fifty Shades of Grey
You can keep that one,
Buzz