out of place

so i was riding in to work
yesterday
in the rain
when I noticed something odd
on the rear window of the car
in front of me on the expressway

it was a paperclip
just laying flat on the
rear windshield
how it got there
and stayed there
is a mystery

35, 45, 55, 65, 55, 45, 35 until it stopped
and it never came off
a surly bond of hydrogen and oxygen molecules
joining together to hold it fast
like a turtle
on a fence post
it had to have help getting there

*poetry point, try using anthropomorphism*
maybe it grew tired of the mundane
daily grind of the office
and thought it would try it’s hand
at being an antenna
or else it was a failed attempt at flying

i wish I could adhere myself
to a plane
and slip into another role
one where I was only responsible
for myself and not for
holding everyone else around me together