.the lady on the bus.

said her sister in law hoarded soaps

unused without the wrappers

and what good is that?

only good for sniffing

i reply.

the lady on the bus did not understand .

why would she?

we are all different, like differing things.

some like objects on our surfaces

to abbreviate or admire

while some come minimal.

it is a memory that

we used to ring bells together

in the town church

a couple of miles from here.

at first

she did not recognise me

as look older

as does she.

sister in law lived alone

maybe she liked the company of things

rather than the bellringer.