Compartment

I dumped a box
And all its contents
Flung in every direction
All over you
All over me

And we sat there
Dumbfounded at the mess
Before you gingerly removed
Everything from you
And handed it back to me

Now I’m packing this box
While you watch
While you ask what everything is
And I’m scrambling,
I’d rather not explain

You keep making me look
Through every scrap
Instead of just putting things back
And I just wanna pretend
You never saw any of this.