may 29th

a poem about throwing things away



ive always abhorred it
but the time has come for a memento audit
gaping blackholebinbag gravity
draws things away as heartpangs grab at me
the previously precious so callously discarded
converting treasures to trash no matter how hard its
eems - the me that kept them is not the same as me
and ill never return to being who i used to be