I think I lost my temper

in the market yesterday.
I think it fell out of the cart
in Aisle 5 or 8.
Or maybe it fell in my purse.
If so, it’s gone for good.
(I haven’t found the body
I stuck in there years ago.)
Maybe it is just as well
if I can never find it.
It was too big,
and I don’t mind
if I reduce my pant
size to a 2.