everything must go

Pluck

everything must go.

so i picked myself apart.

lost the weight.

cut the hair.

shaved and waxed.

purged the closet.

sold it all.

let him go.

the friends too.

lost.

picked.

ripped.

plucked.

until there was nothing left.

there was nothing left.

and still.

there was no peace.

 

 

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3 Comments Add yours

  1. Marie says:

    Whoa! Wow…this was so good…this is so real…how many times I have done this and still been confused. Amazing piece. Love it!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. This is a beautiful haunting poem – very moving.

    Liked by 1 person

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