I looked desperately 

around my room
I couldn’t believe
I was going to be late for work
because of my stupid hands

when did I have them last?
did I leave them at the corner store?
then how would I have ever 
gotten in through my door
late last night?

I didn’t have time 
to make flyers that said,
“Have you seen my hands?”
and post them around town.

Moreover, I wouldn’t even know 
where to begin making the flyers
on my computer
without my left and right hand

I tried to slap myself
on the forehead
like an old frustrated cartoon
but only whiffed through the air 
my forearm hitting my nose