I'm giving away my skirts and pants:
They make me dislike my waist.
I'm giving away my pots and pans:
They blandly dismiss my taste.
I'm giving away my photographs:
They misrepresent my face.
I'm giving away my smiles and laughs,
Increasingly out of place.
I'm finally telling my make-up, creams
And perfumes to take a hike.
I'm waving away recurring dreams,
Intrusive thoughts, and the like.
The tangled threads of my lifetime's plot
With notions that don't align,
Apostrophes, commas, full stops - the lot
Can go from this very line
but then im thinking wholl want all this
with landfills having it tough
and what if one day i start to miss
this rashly discarded stuff
so maybe ill keep one skirt one pot
one perfume two photos tops
i quickly untangle my lifetimes plot
and then reinstall full stops.
full stop
© Copyright: Людмила Прасад, 2025
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