I Do Not Care About These Things, poetry by Miruna Marin at Spillwords.com
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I Do Not Care About These Things

I Do Not Care About These Things

written by: Miruna Marin

 

I do not care about these things.
They are just things.
Stick heaps of clothes in bags, take the air out.
Dresses, T-shirts, pants, nothing important,
take the memories out, too,
the vacuum cleaner does wonders,
suffocate them in those bags.
All will be well.
Leave twelve years’ worth of things – just things! – behind.
Start over with twelve boxes.
Surely, they will do. They have to.
Who knows how long we’ll stay.
I’m sure we packed the essentials.
Just twenty books. Such a random number,
yet books are surely not what I should worry about.
(But books hold the walls in place, so I’ll find out,
even unread ones, even the ones
stuffed with guilt between their pages,
that guilt, it is part of you
and could hold you down
when not much else is left.)
Welcome home.
Buy detergent, buy food, buy things, new things.
Use them well, don’t waste.
Money is different here. Time is different here.
Waste is not an option.
Stop wasting yourself.
Stop thinking about wasting away.
What you left behind were clothes, not skins,
books, not bricks,
this place, it can be home.
Try.

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