Never ordinary
A chair you've returned to after a decades long absence.
Lying back and hearing the mellifluous tones
of a former lover
broadcasting for funds on NPR.
Lying back and looking at the airplane mobile
the posters and listening to the dentist
work
when suddenly a voice creates a sound track.
"This is your public radio. We need your support."
A voice from the past.
The last time
in this same chair
and the dentist was there
so was the lover.