There are parts of me
I don’t want anymore
So I’m putting them out on the kerb
And leaving them at the door
I’m taking out this one
That pleases other people
Someone may need it
Someone may keep her
So I’ll leave her just here
A crumpled up suit
With wine stains on the lapel
An old tissue in the pocket
And some lint in the lining
A piece of paper
An old bent cigarette
And I’m taking out the part
That reminds me every single second
Of every single day
Of all the things I’ve done wrong
Some memories just aren’t worth
Memorying
So that’s out there too
You can have it
When you drive by and stop
Shocked at your good fortune
To see all this good stuff
Sitting out here
For free
But don’t bring it back to me
And say
I remember
Because I won’t
Not mine anymore
But you have it
Good riddance
And I’ll take out the part
That fills up my heart
With ether
For it’s useless
And I need that space for more important things
Then people who didn’t bring
Me anything in return
For what I yearned
So yearning is thrown out too
And then there is this box of assorted junk
Plastic smiles
And cracked ideals
Masks that don’t match
The way that I feel
Like mismatched china
And tubs without lids
Old toys
That even kids
Don’t want to play with anymore
Maybe I should just burn this stuff
I think, pausing thoughtfully
But still
Someone may need it
So
I retreat
And shut the door
And sit here with all this fresh
Empty
Space
Wondering what new things
Will come along to fill me up
For sure I’ll choose more wisely this time
And won’t let it get cluttered up
I’ll never let it get so messy again
In here
Well said.
Thanks Val
That’s good, I wish I could follow your lead, but I’m simply not ready yet.
Ha – it helps to think of the skin as a landscape – I don’t know why it just does – for me anyway – I’m hills and undulations – not desert brown and flat 😊
You are real. With everything that you speak of, you are human and just as nature intended.
Why of course everyone is it just takes awhile to peel the crap off and be kids again. I’m sitting on this beach watching kids running at the water – a little girl has half her togs up her bum and she is laughing at her brother and I just think – oh God when did we lose that joy – have a lovely day ❤️️❤️️😊
What a lovely image to cherish, if you can remember that joy then you are half way there I think. Have a great day too.