Monday, January 22, 2018

Clearing out



Emptying shelves onto the floor.
Thirty years: defunct,
useless stuff
clogging up the box room.

Fuck it out, all of it.
Packing myself into a black plastic bag:
an Autumn mess,
garbage.

Arrive at the bottom of it.
Hollowed out years;
bagged.
Discovering emptiness, lots of it.

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