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.

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

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The universality of hoarding. Nicely rendered!