The flashlight has gone missing.
Apparently, the thing has grown legs.
Or the winkers have made off with it.
Probably the latter.
This used to drive me mad. The missing flashlight.
These days, I just remember what Lew Welch said, in his poem “Difficulty Along The Way.”
Seeking Perfect Total Enlightenment
is looking for a flashlight
when all you need the flashlight for
is to find your flashlight