Written 02.09.2012


Towers of boxes
books and clothes

carelessly piled in categories borne of her mind

Trinkets and things meant to make life easier
never opened and dusted down

all the shoulda woulda coulda done
forgotten years past

She mourns the inability to change
due to excuses of factors beyond her control

She is left with only shuffling and changing out
these corns of sand
in her dunes
moving about the house

I drown in them

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Written on 2012-09-03 at 00:02

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