Things I swallowed and wrote instead

The Lost Earring

This is a true story.

One night I went to bed.

The ship was rocking

More than usual.

All our belongings came crashing down.

We heard the crashing of our things in between our slumbers.

But none of us woke up to inspect.

The next morning we got greeted with all our things on the floor,

broken glass,

bobby-pins everywhere,

and a missing earring.

As the days went by,

I paid no attention to my missing earring,

I styled my hair in a way where you could only see one ear.

"You know you're only wearing one earring?'

"Oh yeah, I lost it."

One very dark day,

Whilst I were going through unspeakable things,

Tears streaming down my face as I thought of everything I'd lost,

I fell to my knees,

and there in between my tears and some dust

I found my missing earring.

I mean,

there's gotta be a metaphor in there somewhere.