A life carefully stowed away
in sturdy moving boxes,
categorised and labelled,
more precise and orderly
than the real thing
will ever be.
A life properly decluttered,
organised until not
a shred of chaos is left,
neatly stacked squares
of the normalcy we cling to
in otherwise empty rooms.
January 16, 2018 at 5:16 pm
Wonderful write!
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January 17, 2018 at 1:03 pm
Thank you.
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January 17, 2018 at 4:08 am
Dang, lady, you hit deep! I’ve missed your writing!
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January 18, 2018 at 8:11 am
Thank you. (I’m moving house. I alternate between happiness and hysteria… When all this is done, I hope I can go back to writing. :-))
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January 19, 2018 at 2:18 am
I hope so.
Welcome home! : )
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February 23, 2018 at 11:57 pm
Yes, a stark message, well delivered. Our attempts to control the messiness of living, and what they actually achieve. That being said, I wish my house could somehow tidy itself. 😃
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