the clean
closet feels good.
almost holy
as the saying goes
about cleanliness.
each shirt
on a hangar.
white and blue,
not a stripe to be found.
each black sweater folded
sleeve over sleeve,
set in a place.
each box of papers
saved, tucked neatly
away.
what's old and unused
is bagged
for the curb, your scarf,
your shoe,
one earring,
for Monday.
Monday, January 2, 2017
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