something borrowed

there is a debt with no address it does not arrive in the mail does not call in the evening asking when you settle every other account the rent the favor the apology owed for years finally paid in a parking lot but this one has no name attached somewhere a stranger opened a vein on a tuesday between errands and thought about lunch and went home and forgot while you years later in a kitchen they will never see pour the coffee and the morning holds you do not know which part is the borrowed part which laugh which ordinary tuesday of your own is running quietly on someone else's hour you cannot thank weather you cannot thank the tide and they did not do it to be thanked they did it the way you'd lend a stranger a match a small fire passed sideways and never asked after so the debt just stays unpayable weightless folded into everything and you carry it the only way it can be carried forward to the next unnamed arm