buttoned up

buttons overflow

random extras abound

subtle differences

even when they are the same

they hold us together

even if we are apart

distracted

ignorant of what will come

they do the same job

in the same way

each, the same,

but not like the others

they are decadent

extravagant

lowly

boring

plain

they speak volumes

of the wearer

of taste

of wealth

simple little things

of which i have a thousand.

things which effect me every day,

and yet i take no notice.

button me up, love!