TAKING INVENTORY
Image…
a thing
so small,
almost
invisible
with
teeth,
that gnaws away
at
the core
of
something.
This eating away issue
is subtle, it
is slow,
and goes entirely unnoticed
until, let’s say,
a
cabinet shelf gives way
or
a door hinge—no longer able
to hold its screws—comes
loose.
These are the tell-tale signs
that something is amiss.
So
you call an inspector
to
come take a look,
to
take an inventory of sorts,
to
get to the root of the matter.
The
news is not good.
The
whole foundation
is
rotten. Termites.
Fucking
bottom-feeders,
detritivores,
you think to yourself,
destroyed
the integrity of
your whole damn house.
Now
what…?
You
will need to do more than
curse out the little buggers,
blame
the termites
and
their tiny little teeth
for the damage done.
Much more.