located in the dash, it's a repository
maps, rego, pens, tissues, cutlery, tablets
and a curious collection of cards funerary
We were looking for a map of Queensland
to check out a campsite at O'Reillys
as Paul trawled through the box she found
cards about Dad, David Pate and Bobby's ...
Mass or service hymnals going back to 2004
we'd put in the glove-box with the intention
of removing it later (but it's easy to forget)
because of one's poor memory retention
They mount up this collection of people's passing
always in a place close to you sans keys or locks
to occasionally remind you of death or life
and that we'll all end up in someone's glove-box
1 comment:
How true Bernie. A poignant reminder of our transient existence.
Sometimes you find things of a more mundane nature. But still tell a story. When driving Pauline's car some time back, I looked in her glove box and found a packet of soothers. Great, I thought, just what I need for my soar throat. But my pleasant discovery turned to disappointment. They must have been there for some time, because the wrapping had fused with the sticky lolly and didn't look very inviting. I did her a favour and tossed them. She obviously never knew they were there, because she has never mentioned it.
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