what if every post-it
was put
in the same landfill
a candy colored mountian
we could hide in
between
the
"file these"
"to do" lists and phone number
reminders

burrow in the colors
nest aggresively in the neons
rearrange the shades
make order
in our kingdom

bring in banquet tables
stage buffets
climb outside
and to the top
to sunbathe

candy mountian

you me baby
and the mice
the paper fleas
and
freedom.

What do they say?

Post-its
could you imagine your life
without them?