at the end of the year i am looking around for what else i can get rid of -- tax relief over and goodwill closed, i would like to carry over less -- the literal baggage bundled off into trader joe's and whole foods with sturdy paper handles and lots and lots of rolled-up clothes in a big swag bag from the running store -- as if, if i cleared out enough, i would be light enough to go forward, higher, without, beyond --
all the pieces of old dreams and all the waiting ingredients -- a supply shop more than a home, pausing between missions and searching for the tools -- a ravioli maker and a saw both gone, with pots and red wagons and more -- what's left?
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