I dropped my contact down the sink this morning
which realization caused me to fume
groggy and bespectacled
down to the breakfast table
where little brother sat absently
eating toast through a chapped-lip smile
gazing from his throne
toward the morning sunlight beaming
through perfectly formed lenses
buried deep in blue-green irises.
A cheerful sight was I, then
that morning at the table
and later when I forsook the world
returning to my room regretful
to start the day over
when unassuming little brother
stopped in to say
"Mom told me to give this to you"
grasping in a small pink paw
a little round clear blue
piece of plastic
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