it started...

it started

by

dropping

the pepper

grinder

black balls

scattered

littering

the dirty floor

shit

always slipping

from my grasp

so

after a few

minutes

a lament

of waste not

want not

an exercise

of salvage

being unable

to collect

hands and knees

a paper

folded

a spoon

to scoop

tongs

as tweezers

corral

the roll

among

the little

skins

of onion

garlic

miscellaneous

debris

of twigs

and furry

bits

herded

onto the flat

of that

junk mail

a balanced

grasp

allowed

success

easy pour

in separation

as wheat

from

the chaff

leaving

only three stray

escapees

safely ending

as

it started