Third Drawer Down

I gave fifteen minutes
of my life, tonight,
to a typical hoarding TV show.

I think;
I must do something
about that junk drawer again!

The third drawer down.
It hoards without me,
and has a life of its own.

A receptacle of dross.





Poetry by nice curtains
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Written on 2020-11-20 at 11:48

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nice curtains
Wow... that's an honour Editorial Team. Thank you so much.
2020-12-03


Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
Your poem has been chosen to be featured on the home page of PoetBay. Thank you for posting on our poetry website!
2020-12-02


nice curtains
Thanks Josephus......that is so true! I imagine even the minimalist has that one drawer....
2020-11-27


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
The universality of hoarding. Nicely rendered!
2020-11-21