Changes Poem by Guy Northam
Changes
I am
disappearing
from our
relationship;
with every box,
I downsize,
sort out,
tidy up;
with every item
that goes
missing from the
house, not
home,
the doorway
becomes clear;
until all that
remains
is my suitcase
and some clean
pants
(but not the
ones you like) .
Friday, March 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: leaving
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