Monday, September 15, 2014

WARDROBE

I keep guard, to
An emotional fill
In safe custody, for
My past occasions
Nicely tucked
Properly to steel hanger
Hanging inside
My small closet
The wardrobe, wrapping
All Wears of life
Cherishing passions, that
Gone past, heaving
Trough and crest:
An ocean of pain
An ecstasy of joy
My Shirts, my trousers
A phase, dear
To my naked crawl

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