Junk Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Junk.
You don't need it.
Get ready for it to be depleted.
Prepare for a hunk of relief...
And a reprieve from stress,
A repression that had left you,
Down.
Finding you not wanting it around.

And all that 'junk' you once claimed yours...
You will be glad to remove it from your door.
To put it on the curb as trash.
Happy to leave that crap in your past at last!

And keeping up with the 'Joneses'?
Will no longer be a trip you wish to take.
Discovering your own journey...
Although delayed,
Much to your liking.
After you have decided,
To bite through your grief...
And get behind the driver's seat!
Feeling 'good'.
Like you should!

You may not have the financial freedom...
Being in 'debt' provided you.
But you sure will enjoy the view,
With a renewed and refreshed attitude!