cluttered

these things have collected me –
endless books, unworn shoes, pots

I split my self between them –
fingers holding open pages,
a close eye kept on the pot

one day I’ll evict them
though maybe not quite all –
save perhaps a favorite

but be otherwise alone and choate
with the simplicity of walls

© Sarah Whiteley

8 Comments

  1. I seem to have missed this one.

    Well, our belongings become an extension of ourselves, so it’s very difficult to let them go. I do long for the simplicity of walls, though. Often. x

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