a bunch of junk from the house.
old
bikes
and weight machines,
pictures
still in their frames.
a mattress,
sheets and pillows.
towels.
coats i never wear.
old monitors
and tvs,
landlines
and bent silverware.
i drag all of it out to the curb
for morning
pick up.
but by morning it's all
gone
and i see a neighbor
wearing my
old hat
and gloves, with
my wedding album under
his arm.
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