i don't need a cloud

i don't believe in

the cloud.

i believe in the attic,

or the cellar.

a place

where i can go on

a rainy day

with a flashlight and look

at all the things

i deemed important

at some point

in my life.

the boxes of photos.

the year books,

love letters

unsent, or received.

the mementos, the journals,

the old ball glove,

the deflated

football,

the tennis racket.

i used to wear that jacket

over there.

those boots.

i once tried to learn how

to play

that guitar,

that harmonica,

and all those records.

those albums

i played until scratched

or warped.

there they are. there they'll

stay.

i don't need a cloud,

i write things down.